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Personal Experience: The First American Colonies

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The year was 1620, I remember it as if it was yesterday. We expected a 3-week voyage and were met with a 3-month trip, low on supplies and tight on space we knew we needed to get off the ship soon. Sure enough, God answered our prayers and land was spotted. Our ship landed on a blistering Friday afternoon, beads of sweat were dripping down our faces as we finally unloaded our ship. However, the heat didn’t bother us; we were far too excited to finally be off that dreaded ship. As we unloaded, my father, Thomas, and the governor of my pilgrim group, Oatis Quaker, organized the community. They decided where each person was to begin to construct their homes, when and how to build, they organized everything. In England we had a comfortable life, …show more content…

With them was one of the most relieving sights ever seen, Mary-Beth, safe and sound. At that moment I realized, my communities once biggest enemy, could now be one of our most trusted allies. The residents came together again for a meeting, this time with our new Indian allies. My father and Chief Whitetoe stood at the forefront and discussed the new relationship they were happy to be cultivating, they told us (pilgrims and Indians) about themselves, about our respective cultures, and answered any questions presented to them. This lasted an entire day, but to us all it only felt like a matter of minutes, we enjoyed learning about each other. The supper hour approached and we began to get hungry, the conference came to a close and we ate a community dinner. Each person brought in food: meat, bread, or vegetables; the Indians introduced us to many of their foods as well, such as corn, beans, and squash. Each group loved the others food and we gave thanks for the time we had together. What started as a nightmare turned into and unexpected delight, God brought good out of bad, he truly blessed us beyond what any of us could have

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