Journal of Love Brewster
September 6, 1620
Today we departed from England with Mother, Father and my two brothers, John and Wrestling, and my two sisters, Fear and Patience. We left because we were outcasts, scrum as some might say. The Church of England is of Christian faith and we are Puritans. The Puritans and the Christians are opposites and we do not like the church and their beliefs. We are all huddled together to keep warm. Mother and Father are so very sure the best for us is in this new land or Virginny as my brother Wrestling and I like to call it. Even though we were so unwelcome, I still miss Holland which was my home my home up until now and my only friend Ollie. I am smashed between John and Fear who really is quite fearful of this New World. I have only seen the deck as we boarded the ship and I am very interested in sailing and navigation. Down where our living quarters are, there is very small space for all of the people we have upon the ship. It is quite smelly and we will soon know each other quite well. I can't wait to arrive in the New World and start our fulfillment to God. Our family has been entrusted to the care and well being of an orphan by the name of Mary More. She is quite nice and seems to have won over the love of our parents very quickly. There is not much to do in the hull so Wrestling and I have taken up thumb wars and wrestling. We spend most of our time doing these two activities and some of the others below are getting quite frustrated at our constant sporting. One of the sea-men seems to have befriended me and and promised Wrestling and I a tour of the decks. He might even let us meet the captain. I am quite hopeful because this could be a highlight of this other wise boring voyage, I predict.
September 27, 1620
It has been three weeks and the sea-man, whose name is John Alden, still has not taken Wrestling and I on the tour. Mother says that she doubts the possibilities of two kids going up on the decks when there is many serviceable people down with us. It is very disgusting in our living quarters for the people who have had seasickness have been vomiting their which makes me nauseous. We are navigating off the map of a fellow named John Smith who was present in the founding of the Jamestown colony. From what my parents told me, there has been a compact made for the rules that we must follow once we arrive in Virginia. Recently a small baby was born with the name of Peregrine so we will have one more mouth to feed.
December 22, 1620
About four hours ago we landed in a cape but it is not Virginia. We are going to call it New England. There has been much rejoicing but some are sulking because they had their hearts set on going to Virginia. I am happy because we have been sailing around with land in sight the whole time and I think everyone was anxious to land but we are finally here. Wrestling and I are so excited, soon we will fashion sporting equipment for our pleasure.
February 17, 1621
The harsh winter is starting to disappear and spring is coming soon. Over half of the people on the Mayflower have died in the past three months. There are more graves than there are houses. Mary came quite close to dying and the whole family was quite worried about here. Even though she is not related to us by blood, she is very helpful. She is feeling better now and we have rejoiced. Luckily no one in our family has died.
September 6, 1620
Today we departed from England with Mother, Father and my two brothers, John and Wrestling, and my two sisters, Fear and Patience. We left because we were outcasts, scrum as some might say. The Church of England is of Christian faith and we are Puritans. The Puritans and the Christians are opposites and we do not like the church and their beliefs. We are all huddled together to keep warm. Mother and Father are so very sure the best for us is in this new land or Virginny as my brother Wrestling and I like to call it. Even though we were so unwelcome, I still miss Holland which was my home my home up until now and my only friend Ollie. I am smashed between John and Fear who really is quite fearful of this New World. I have only seen the deck as we boarded the ship and I am very interested in sailing and navigation. Down where our living quarters are, there is very small space for all of the people we have upon the ship. It is quite smelly and we will soon know each other quite well. I can't wait to arrive in the New World and start our fulfillment to God. Our family has been entrusted to the care and well being of an orphan by the name of Mary More. She is quite nice and seems to have won over the love of our parents very quickly. There is not much to do in the hull so Wrestling and I have taken up thumb wars and wrestling. We spend most of our time doing these two activities and some of the others below are getting quite frustrated at our constant sporting. One of the sea-men seems to have befriended me and and promised Wrestling and I a tour of the decks. He might even let us meet the captain. I am quite hopeful because this could be a highlight of this other wise boring voyage, I predict.
September 27, 1620
It has been three weeks and the sea-man, whose name is John Alden, still has not taken Wrestling and I on the tour. Mother says that she doubts the possibilities of two kids going up on the decks when there is many serviceable people down with us. It is very disgusting in our living quarters for the people who have had seasickness have been vomiting their which makes me nauseous. We are navigating off the map of a fellow named John Smith who was present in the founding of the Jamestown colony. From what my parents told me, there has been a compact made for the rules that we must follow once we arrive in Virginia. Recently a small baby was born with the name of Peregrine so we will have one more mouth to feed.
December 22, 1620
About four hours ago we landed in a cape but it is not Virginia. We are going to call it New England. There has been much rejoicing but some are sulking because they had their hearts set on going to Virginia. I am happy because we have been sailing around with land in sight the whole time and I think everyone was anxious to land but we are finally here. Wrestling and I are so excited, soon we will fashion sporting equipment for our pleasure.
February 17, 1621
The harsh winter is starting to disappear and spring is coming soon. Over half of the people on the Mayflower have died in the past three months. There are more graves than there are houses. Mary came quite close to dying and the whole family was quite worried about here. Even though she is not related to us by blood, she is very helpful. She is feeling better now and we have rejoiced. Luckily no one in our family has died.
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