I am a member of the Wampanoag tribe. We live by the great ocean, near the bays. My people lived good lives until the pale men came to stay. I do not know the whole story because I am only twenty years old. My people encountered some strange people who fished, but none of them stayed or caused us any harm. All our problems started about nineteen years ago. A group of pale men with funny coats, eyes like animals, and light hair arrived here in our land and from that day forward life changed for my people.
When I was a young child a great ship arrived here. The ship was strange, it was longer than the great trees on our land, and had big fluffy sheets on top. Pale men came ashore while some men of my tribe were fishing. The men dropped their things and ran. They came to our village and told the people to hide because of what they had seen. All the women and children hid in the forest. Our chief sent a few men to greet the pale men. While we were hiding, we heard thunder. Night came, one of our men wandered back to our hiding place covered with red water. Everyone cried; I didn’t know what was happening. He whispered something to the chief, then closed his eyes and never woke up. I had witnessed the first
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If I leave the pale men will probably move further inland and destroy my new home. I had no idea what was going on, my mother returned with my father later, but it was to late. He seemed to have a lot more manitou (spiritual power) than any of our gods. While I was outside I heard her scream. Although my people apologized, the pale men left again. Later four of his men were killed, so Gosnold sent another man by the name of Martin Pring to make peace. Our chief was a very peaceful man, so he helped them. They had claimed all of the land I once called home as their own.
There was one last attempt to get rid of the pale men. The pale men stole from my people again, so one of Champlain’s men was killed. One they called Bartholomew Gosnold came.
As time progressed more pale men came. I helplessly watched them destroy our land. We lived in peace with them for a while. A man who was called Captain John Smith came to make a map of the area.
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