My name is Clarissa Harlowe Barton. Maybe I will have a nickname like "Clara". When I am 3 years old,
I go to school and do well in reading and spelling. In school, I have only one true friend because I am very shy and timid. Now, I am 10 years old. My brother falls off the roof of a barn. He has a bad head injury. I learn how to give medicine to my brother and how to place leeches on his skin to suck out the bad blood. The doctors say there is...