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Little Goldie was excited. She had her new outfit on and was all ready to go and see the fireworks. She was going with her Dad and her brother, Ben. "Mom, I wish you'd come too," she said. "I wish I could, dear, but someone has to stay with Snoopy." "Let's take Snoopy along," Ben suggested. "Now you know dogs are scared of fireworks and besides he's just had his vaccination. Snoopy needs to rest at home and I'll be quite all right with him." The three of them got in the car. Mom waved goodbye and Snoopy barked after them. "Dad, what does Independence mean?" Goldie asked suddenly. "It means Freedom," Dad replied. "When we are not ruled by anyone else." "But Mom is ruled by Snoopy," Goldie protested. "Otherwise she would've come with us." "Not like that, silly," Ben scoffed. "You're too little to understand." "You explain, then," Dad said to Ben. "Well, it means like the Statue of Liberty," Ben said. "You can breathe free." "Statues don't breathe," Goldie retorted. They reached their destination. There were hundreds of people there, carrying flags and balloons. People of all ages, of all races. Little babies sat on adult shoulders, great-grandparents in wheelchairs cheered like everyone else. Goldie felt something stir in her heart. "Happy Independence Day!" she cried out, with sudden understsnding. Words: 223 "The Bard's Hall Contest" ![]() ![]() ![]() |