Students Publish Here welcomes another new writer, Hannah Peshek, in grade 5. Reflecting on how a young Indian girl might have felt about White Europeans, having never seen one, Hannah has written the following poem about that first encounter.
Sleek black hair shines
and bright feathers flutter.
Dark brown eyes dart back and forth,
by this first encounter.
Muffled feet, agile legs,
creep along the meadow.
Slim bodies sink low as
mysterious newcomers draw closer,
with blonde hair bouncing, blue eyes surveying.
Pressing closer to the ground,
searching their minds,
for stories of strange pale people,
the Indians struggle with fear…
What tribe could this be?
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