Prompt:Family Tales. What is the most interesting story that a family member has ever told you about their life? Retell that story to me. Don't forget to include dialogue, descriptive words, and a beginning, middle, and end.
It was a beautiful spring morning in Wadsworth, Ohio in the 1850s. Most of the flowers were in bloom and the sun was shining. There were no clouds in the sky, and it was a great day. In the house, Mrs. Betsy Turner was cooking a pancake breakfast. Her granddaughter, Maria, age 12, was helping. Mr. Alexander Turner was out back feeding their horses some carrots. When he came inside, the three ate breakfast and tried to act as normal as they could. No one outside of the house knew what was going on inside. Betsy made a large plate of pancakes for Alexander to take to the basement.
Hidden in the basement were four runaway slaves trying to get to freedom in Canada. Mr. Turner took the pancakes to the people in the basement. "Tonight is the night," said Alexander Turner. Tom, one of the slaves replied, "What's our plan?"
"After dark, I'll hitch the horses up to the wagon. Betsy and Maria will come to the cellar door and lead all of you out to the wagon. They will give you all a packed meal you can take with you on the ride. It will take several hours to get up to Berea, which is closer to Lake Erie. You can rest there tomorrow during the day, and another family will take you to Lake Erie tomorrow night. You can't even whisper and you all need to hide under the hay in the wagon. Do you have any questions?" No one had any questions, so Alexander left and went upstairs.
That night, the slaves got ready to go. Upstairs, Mr. and Mrs. Turner and Maria were also getting ready for the big night. This was their first time helping slaves get to freedom and they were nervous. Then, Alexander went to get the horses hooked up to the wagon while Betsy and Maria packed the food. The women went downstairs, gave the slaves the sacks of food, and led them out back to the wagon. "Thank you for your all of your help," said Tom. "This is a dangerous job and we all appreciate it." The slaves climbed into the wagon and hid under the straw. "Good luck to you all," said the Turners. "Giddyup horses," said Mr. Turner and they were off.
The ride was bumpy and luckily they didn't come across anyone on the way. A couple of hours later, they arrived at the home of another Underground Railroad stop. They were at the final stop before getting to freedom at last. Alexander Turner was happy that is was a success. He rode home in the moonlight and arrived home in time to see the sun rise.
My grandmother/Nana told me this story. Maria the 12 year old was her great grandmother.