I think it is really amazing how far America has come since its first settlers arrived on its shores. Or to be more specific I am amazed at the strength and resilience of some these early settlers, like Mary Rowlandson. I do not think I would have endured a week after being witness to the horrors and trials she faced, let alone eleven weeks. Not to mention staying true to her faith in what I would view as a seemingly hopeless situation.
I found it interesting that the tone in Rowlandson's writing towards her captors changed from extremely hostile in the beginning to a...how do I put it? A sort of understanding of them. In the beginning she referred the Native Americans to brutes, barbarous creatures and so forth. As I got into the deeper passages though, her writing voice wasn't filled with the same animosity as the early entries. If it had not been for Rowlandson's steadfast faith I do not think she would have adjusted to her horrible situation as she did.
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