My Name is America (5th +)
May 13, 1805
I can’t quite believe I am all here because it’s just short of a miracle that parts of me aren’t floating around in the gut of a grizzly bear….It was the biggest grizzly ever! Least, biggest I’d see….it was me who was right in that bear’s sights, directly between him and the water….I almost made it into the canoe but fell into the water….I took a huge gulp of air and dove. It wasn’t that deep and I swear I felt that bear’s claw on my moccasin. I scraped my chin on the rocky bottom but I just kept swimming. Go deep! Go deep! The words pounded in my head. Maybe that bear won’t smell me if I’m deep.