Diary Entry #1

My name is Kora, I live on the Bahama Island. One sunrise morning, my people and I looked out shore and saw this strange huge thing coming closer to our island then we saw white people coming out of this big huge looking thin, it reminded us of a boat just in bigger size. We saw them and what better thing to do than to run and greet them. One white person came to us, he said his name was Christopher Columbus, I thought that was a pretty strange name. We traded our things, perhaps maybe everything we owned. Columbus then quickly took some of our people including me, to help him learn and get information from the Island, he especially wanted to know where the gold was located at. We sailed with Columbus every night and day. Indians refused to trade with Columbus and so he killed two indians. Columbus decided to take more Arawak Indians to help him find gold. One day Columbus built a fort and called it Navidad he left some crew members at the island with directions for gold. Columbus and the rest of us found out that there was a battle between Navidad sailors and the Indians. We did not find any gold and we have been looking from island to island. Everything went from good to completely horrific. Many of my people died in captivity and here i am still following orders or else i would be dead too. At this point instead of Columbus taking gold he kept taking native people as his slaves.