Here is a note that my father gave me when he wanted to stay at the New World.  In the note my father said:  
"I just met an Englishman that I think is my brother. His name is the same as mine, Ben."

Every Monday and Tuesday I would go to church.

My name is Sarah. I am ten years old and I'm  very tall. It was almost time to get to Jamestowne from the New World.  When I woke up I heard a noise. l was in Jamestowne. My father was arguing with an Indian. They were talking about how to grow food and there was only five pumpkins left.  Winter was coming and we needed to be prepared. This is a hard life to live.