Who's Allowed in the Melting Pot???????

Though the question "Who's Allowed in the Melting Pot" i will explore who difrent ethic groups have gotten along through the centuries.

William Bradford

Thesis

In an excerpt from William Bradford’s OF Plymouth plantation, although the puritans experience hardship in there voyage to America, in their initial arrival and in their dealings with the Indians, they still maintain their reverence to God an to one another.

Of Plymouth Plantation by William Bradford: Passege

September 6 [1620]. These troubles being blown over, and now all being compact together in one ship, they put to sea again with a prosperous wind, which continued divers days together, which was some encouragement unto them; yet, according to the usual manner, many were afflicted with seasickness. And I may not omit here a special work of God’s providence. There was a proud and very profane young man, one of the seamen, of a lusty, able body, which made him the more haughty; he would always be contemning the poor people in their sickness and cursing them daily with grievous execrations; and did not let to tell them that he hoped to help to cast half of them overboard before they came to their journey’s end, and to make merry with what they had; and if he Were by any gently reproved, he would curse and swear most bitterly. But it pleased God before they came half seas over, to smite this young man with a grievous disease, of which he died in a desperate manner, and so was himself the first that was thrown overboard. Thus his curses light on his own head, and it was an astonishment to all his fellows for they noted it to be the just hand of God upon him.

Of Plymouth Plantation: Reflect

The first paragraph in "Of Plymouth Plantation" by William Bradford shows the Puritan active in there belief system. It says's in the passage that even though a man was ridiculing people with sea sickness that they did nothing to stop him. this shows that the Puritans are very passive even when it is someone acting ungodly. In the passage the Puritans commit on the ungodly mans death by saying " And it pleased God". This depicts that the will not do any physical harm but leave punishment up to God. The Puritan's nature on being passive and letting God punish people is shown through the first passage of "of Plymouth Plantation" by William Bradford.

Political Cartoon: William bradfor

When the Newcomers came over on to the new world they had no consederation to the other inhabitants of the land and were hostile towards them. In the political cartoon it shows ships on the shore with an explore on land. This depicts the new comer coming over to a new land. The cartoon also shows the expoler with an sword owt drawn saying " Anybody Home". This shows that the new comers act sincere but are really hostile.

Anne Bradstreet

Anne Bradstreet: POETRY

In Reference to her Children

I had eight birds hatcht in one nest,

Four Cocks were there, and Hens the rest.

I nurst them up with pain and care,

No cost nor labour did I spare

Till at the last they felt their wing,

Mounted the Trees and learned to sing.

Chief of the Brood then took his flight

To Regions far and left me quite.

My mournful chirps I after send

Till he return, or I do end.

Leave not thy nest, thy Dame and Sire,

Fly back and sing amidst this Quire.

My second bird did take her flight

And with her mate flew out of sight.

Southward they both their course did bend,

And Seasons twain they there did spend,

Till after blown by Southern gales

They Norward steer'd with filled sails.

A prettier bird was no where seen,

Along the Beach, among the treen.

I have a third of colour white

On whom I plac'd no small delight,

Coupled with mate loving and true,

Hath also bid her Dame adieu.

And where Aurora first appears,

She now hath percht to spend her years

.One to the Academy flew

To chat among that learned crew.

Ambition moves still in his breast

That he might chant above the rest,

Striving for more than to do well,

That nightingales he might excell.

My fifth, whose down is yet scarce gone,

Is 'mongst the shrubs and bushes flown

And as his wings increase in strength

On higher boughs he'll perch at length.

My other three still with me nest

Until they're grown, then as the rest,

Or here or there, they'll take their flight,

As is ordain'd, so shall they light.

If birds could weep, then would my tears

Let others know what are my fears

Lest this my brood some harm should catch

And be surpris'd for want of watch

Whilst pecking corn and void of care

They fall un'wares in Fowler's snare;

Or whilst on trees they sit and sing

Some untoward boy at them do fling,

Or whilst allur'd with bell and glass

The net be spread and caught, alas;

Or lest by Lime-twigs they be foil'd;

Or by some greedy hawks be spoil'd.

O would, my young, ye saw my breast

And knew what thoughts there sadly rest.

Great was my pain when I you bred,

Great was my care when I you fed.

Long did I keep you soft and warm

And with my wings kept off all harm.

My cares are more, and fears, than ever,

My throbs such now as 'fore were never.

Alas, my birds, you wisdom want

Of perils you are ignorant.

Oft times in grass, on trees, in flight,

Sore accidents on you may light.

O to your safety have an eye,

So happy may you live and die.

Mean while, my days in tunes I'll spend

Till my weak lays with me shall end.

In shady woods I'll sit and sing

And things that past, to mind I'll bring.

Once young and pleasant, as are you,

But former toys (no joys) adieu!

My age I will not once lament

But sing, my time so near is spent,

And from the top bough take my flight

Into a country beyond sight

Where old ones instantly grow young

And there with seraphims set song.

No seasons cold, nor storms they see

But spring lasts to eternity.

When each of you shall in your nest

Among your young ones take your rest,

In chirping languages oft them tell

You had a Dame that lov'd you well,

That did what could be done for young

And nurst you up till you were strong

And 'fore she once would let you fly

She shew'd you joy and misery,

Taught what was good, and what was ill,

What would save life, and what would kill.

Thus gone, amongst you I may live,

And dead, yet speak and counsel give.

Farewell, my birds, farewell, adieu,

I happy am, if well with you.

Anne Bradstreet: Refection