Squanto is an Indian boy.
Quick he did everything.
Useful to the Pilgrims.
A helpful boy to the Pilgrims.
Native American.
They sailed to Spain.
Others had a feast.
by Sadia
Squanto was a nice Indian boy.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
And he was brave.
No one was mean to him.
Thanksgiving was his holiday.
Over the ocean he traveled.
by Danielle B.
Squanto is a Native American.
Quiet he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A patuxet brave.
Never was he scared.
Thanksgiving was a feast.
Over the ocean he traveled.
by Paul
Squanto lived in a wigwam.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
And he was a Patuxet brave.
No one bothered him.
Thanksgiving was his holiday.
Over the ocean he went.
by Desiree
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A boat came with the white men.
No one was left.
To England he went.
On the ocean he sailed.
by Janwillem
Squanto was an Indian.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A ship came to the village.
Nobody was there when he got home.
They had the best Thanksgiving.
Often he helped the Pilgrims.
by Will
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A ship came to the village.
No one was safe.
They had the best Thanksgiving.
Often helped the Pilgrims.
by Amani
Squanto was an Indian.
Quiet he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A warrior he was.
No one was safe.
They other tribes welcomed him.
Over the ocean he traveled.
by Demetrios
Quiet he was when he watched the Pilgrims.
Useful to the Pilgrims.
A helpful Patuxet he was.
No one did he hurt.
Talented he was.
Only better.
by Elizabeth
Squanto was an Indian.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A boat came with the white men.
Nobody was there when he was home.
The feast they had was Thanksgiving.
On a hill he played when he was a boy.
by Laura
Squanto was brave.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A boat came.
None of the Indians were there.
To England he went.
Over the ocean he traveled.
by Jennifer
Squanto is brave.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A ship sailed him to Spain.
Native American.
The ship sailed him to England.
Others had a feast with him
by Kevin
Squanto was an Indian.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
And he met white people
Never was he scared.
To Spain he was taken.
Over the Ocean he sailed home.
by Joey
Squanto was an Indian.
Quiet he was.
Under the stars he slept.
Attacked by the white men.
Native American
Thanksgiving was his feast.
On a ship he went to Spain.
By Alexander
Quiet
Under the stars he slept.
Always brave.
Never scared.
Thanksgiving was the feast.
Over the ocean he traveled.
by Anthony
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A ship came to the village.
No one was safe.
They had the best Thanksgiving
Often helped the Pilgrims.
by Cory
Squanto was brave.
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
And he was powerful.
No he didn't like the slavery
There in England.
Oh, it was bad there.
By Chaithanya
Quick he was.
Under the stars he slept.
A ship came to his village.
Nothing was the same when he came back.
The people were dead.
Owned twice by good people Squanto came home happy.
By Arielle
Squanto was an Indian.
Quiet was he.
Under the stars he slept.
A warrior he was.
No one was safe when the white men came.
They other tribes welcomed him.
On the ocean he sailed.
by Stephen
