This blog is for the H1ers of the Urban Science Academy. We'll be blogging for our unit on the events leading to the Civil War or A Nation Divided. Enjoy, oh grasshoppers!
Plantation Slave: Walter Calloway was born in Richmond, Virginia, in 1848. Calloway and his mother and brother were purchased by John Calloway, who owned a plantation ten miles south of Montgomery, Alabama. By the time he was ten years old, Walter Calloway was doing a grown man's work. The white overseer used a black hand to administer the whippings; Calloway recalls seeing one thirteen-year-old girl whipped almost to death.
Befo' I was ole 'nuff to 'member much, my mammy wid me an' my older brudder was sold to Marse John Calloway at Snodoun in Montgomery County, ten miles south of de town of Montgomery.
"Marse John hab a big plantation an' lots of slaves. Dey treated us purty good, but we hab to wuk hard. Time I was ten years ole I was makin' a reg'lar han' 'hin de plow. Oh, yassuh, Marse John good 'nough to us an' we get plenty to eat, but he had a oberseer name Green Bush what sho' whup us iffen we don't do to suit him. Yassuh, he mighty rough wid us be he didn't do de whippin' hisse'f. He had a big black boy name Mose, mean as de debil an' strong as a ox, and de oberseer let him do all de whuppin'. An', man, he could sho' lay on dat rawhide lash. He whupped a nigger gal 'bout thirteen years old so hard she nearly die, an' allus atterwa'ds she hab spells of fits or somp'n. Dat make Marse John pow'ful mad, so he run dat oberseer off de place an' Mose didn' do no mo' whuppin'.
"Same time Marse John buy mammy an' us boys, he buy a black man name Joe. He a preacher an' de marster let de slaves buil' a bresh arbor in de pecan grove over in de big pastur', an' when de wedder warn't too cold all de slaves was 'lowed to meet dar on Sunday fo' preachin'.
“Yassuh, ole Joe do purty good. I speck he had mo' 'ligion dan some of de hifalutin' niggers 'tendin' to preach nowadays. De white folks chu'ch, hit at Hope Hill over on de stage road, an' sometimes dey fetch 'dere preacher to de plantation to preach to de slaves. But dey druther heah Joe.
Abraham Lincoln 1860 I’m made president of the United States. As I’m in office 7 states leave the country and make their own. As I will try to bring these states back there is only one option for they do not want wish to come back. We will got to war! All these ideas that imp going to war to free the slaves. Imp not going to war to free the slaves. Imp going to war to bring our states back to whole again. If I could save union without freeing any slave, I would do it; and if I could save the it by freeing all the slaves, I would do it. I need to get the union back no matter what. I will give the southern states four mouths to stop fighting or else I will free all the slaves if they did not come back. Imp giving you a chance to come back and you don’t take it. I’m putting the emancipation proclamation which will make all slaves of those who are fighting free. Now that slavery I no more we can have blacks in the army and have more soldiers fight. 2 years later we win the war. My term as president s up, but I will run again.
BLOG #1: Abby Anderson is muh name. I cum fum da slave sate of Georgia. I am 26 yers old an bin a slave eber since I was young as 10. Dat is 16 yers I hab bin a slave and der aint no way I can change dat. Da overseer be wipping me a lot. I tink it because I bin picking cotton slower n slower because all the whipping get me weak. I have friends dat juss coulnt take the pain no moa and gone to da place dey bin wanting to go eber since dis slavery started. Im starting to get closa n closa to the place dey are. I hab bin true so much pain dat I cant take it no mo. Ebery day dey wake us up early to work on the field and pick cotton. Dey whip us if we stop workin, dey whip us if we look at em the wrong way, and dey whip us juss if dey feel like it. All dis whip is gonna make us want to rebolt against dem. Dere be dis one overwatch doe dat be nice to me on down low, like when no one be lookin or paying attention. He don’t be mean to me on purpose when oder overwatchers be near him. He hit me few times but not hard like da oders do. I wish he was muh slave master cuz he woulda bin treatin us better den the overwatchers do. I juss wish I could be treated how whites are treated. I jus wish I could be with muh family ahtleast. I jus wish, I jus wish.
BLOG#2: My name is Jimbo Slugger and I am the plantation owner of this 200 acre field. I’ve got about 300 slaves here working for me. A lot of these slaves don’t be doing what they are told. So what I have my 30 overwatchers do is whipp em til dey start listenin. Over the past 10 years that I have owned the plantation when muh dad passed it down to me, there have been bout 5 big slave revolts. Some have been as deadly as them killing half my overwatchers. But the others were not big at all. I guess the slaves planned the revolts but then it ended up that half were really going to do it. A lot of slaves have been dying in those and that’s a problem to me because if all them die, I sure as hell aint doin no work out there on the fields. There be some slaves that be real nice an honest to me so I let em become my house slaves and I treat them a little better than I do to those filthy field slaves. Those field slaves are jus aggressive and jus cant be trusted for nothing. I wake up every morning doing the same thing: have house slaves cook for me and direct my field slaves to pick that cotton so I can make that money I deserve. Some house slaves be acting extra nice for some reason, maybe they be thinkin ima let em go, but they wrong. I have house overseers to so that they don’t poison my food and don’t eat when they not supposed to. I don’t let house slaves get near or talk to field slaves because I don’t want my house slaves letting the field slaves in on me when im sleepin and so they don’t plan no more revolts.
My name is Billy Bob, a farmer from south, I live in Mississippi born and raised. And my crop sales are dropping mighty low. I’m poor and I’m not sure is I can keep this farm up. With all these other big plantations selling cotton, tobacco, and other crops with their slaves. If I could just sell enough crops I’m sure I could afford a slave to, but it’s just not happening. I’m not against slavery, but if it continues...my farm will surely end. So right now at my current situation I sure wish it’d end. My wife keeps saying sell the farm, but I just cants do it... this farm is my life. But I have a family to care for I just don’t know what to do. As a southerner I should be trying to keep slavery legal but I just can’t seem to do that if slavery is also ruining my life, family, farm, and income. So right now I want slavery gone, never to return. So I’m gone for now.
Nat Turner: While still a young child, I was describing events that had happened before I was born. I am a deeply religious man and spent my time in mystery, devoting and praying. I am an American slave own by Samuel Turner. I spent my life in Southampton county, Virginia. Since I was a kid I remember me reading stories of the bible. I grow up deeply religious and my fellow slaves dubbed me as “The Prophet”. I always try to influence them to freedom by using the bible words as my power. I want them to be free and that was God ‘s wild too. At the age of 23 I run away from my owner but I came back because I saw a vision. The spirit told me to “ return to the service of my earlier master” .I interpreter visions as messages from my dear God. I know God has something in mind for me and it has to do with the freedom of his people. I started thinking of atmospheric conditions as a sign for me to prepare for a rebellion. On February 12, 1831 a solar eclipse appear, which I look up as a black mans hand reaching that sun, which means black people being free in this unjust county. The eclipsed was my first sign to start working on my plan. My last sign was on August 13 another solar eclipsed which was the final sing and led to the rebellion we kill whites and free the slaves of my county. The rebellion wasn’t accomplished really well so I run away and hide in the woods. But the whites capture me and here I am loaded with chains and willing to suffer the fate that is awaiting for me.
I, Abraham Lincoln, do not believe that we should have slavery anymore. I also cannot promise you that I will bring it to an end it because I will lose my fellow and make them go against me and that will cause more problems between us. The southern will believe if I end slavery that it will bring their economy down. I, as president as long my country is making money legally, I shall not do anything to prevent the slave owners from building up their economy! During this time I am having a lot of difficulties as to whether or not I should tolerate slavery. The southern people have chosen not to unite with me because they think that I might pass a law to free the slaves. In my point of view that is not what exactly I want. What I really want or is for all of us to get back together or to reunion again. If they refuse to agree with that, then I may have to scare them with the idea of freeing the slaves-or we will go to war.
I didn’t like slavery at all I didn’t like the torture the slaves were experience. It was bad because they didn’t want to farm no more but they were forced to do a lot of things they didn’t like. I didn’t like some southern states because they tried to leave the union. I ended up being president during the Civil War. I wanted the U.S to stay united. I wanted the war to stop because I wanted the world to be better and friendly. I feel so sorry for what the slaves have been through.
My name is Lora I’m a slave on a plantation. I feel like I’m going to die because all the torture my slave master puts me through. And all of the things I been doing for them. The work I have to do for them is cutting grass, growing plants, cleaning houses, and cooking for people. I want to stop being treated like a slave doing everything for them. I want to be free but I don’t think its going to happen. I have to stay here as longs as they will keep me, for I wish I was free I need to take a break from everything that’s happening. Will this suffering never stop? My life is so bad and I wish this never happened in my life I want to end all of this I want to have a better life it’s so hard.
My hands hurt from picking so much cotton and other crops. As much as i would like to stop i cant. I cant take the risk of getting beaten to death by my owner. i start to work from early in the morning till dark at night. I'm tired of having to get up and go to work, what am i winning? I pray for the day when i can get my freedom, im tired of working for someone who doesnt appreciate anything i do because of my kind. For my owner im just like an animal who he has to force and mistreat to work. I'm hoping the northeners win the civil war so i could get my freedom and start my own life.
Plantation Slave: Harriet tubman was born in Richmond, Virginia, in 1820. Harriet Tubmans mother was bought and held as a slave eventually harriet Tubman was sold as a slave they lived in a plantation in Montgemory,Alabama.Harriet Tubman endored visous beatings and was raped on numerous occasions by white security and the plantation owner.I was only nine yer ol bfor I was sold to a plantation ownwer and brought into slavery.My family and I had to work very har and pick cotton all dam day long.I was raped and recieved harsh beatings those dam white folk southerners put on me. I knew I had to fin an escape out. So I first escaped on my own then I knew my friends and family was stil in captive so I went back while those damn white folk was distracted counting up tha money we niggers worked so hard for.So I rallyd up 14 slaves and we crept up those damn steep hills and allys and finally reached our destination we walked 21 miles towardws the west side trying to get as far away as possible.We were starved,thirsy and tired but knew we couldint get caught by them folks.We ended up at the underground railroad.In Boston.
Field Slave Born a peaceful loving life, but all faded away when I grow up. Taken from my family I was, I was snatched away and put to work when I was old enough. No awards, no appreciation, it was like I was nothing, worthless! I was to them, as a piece of paper, property. Lack of education, African American, dark, I was, not a person but as an animal to them. Wok’n in tha field wa no joke, ah mean, I had ta wake up early wit nuffin to eat, sent out tu de field, wok my hardess still no reward. Why do dey treat us like dis?, we are all tha same, juss different skin colure. Sum times I Wanda if us culard folks was on tha side, switch places, if tings wud be tha same, wud we treat dem tha same?, I believe not. Dey dnt care bout us, only care bout der money, dey dnt care wat dey do, juss as long as they get wat dey want. We cud be hurt, cuts all ova our bodies, still haff to wok, dey dnt care if we die. Ah mean some of da white folks feel srry fo us I guess, but why dnt dey do nuffin, juss sit there and watch. Cnt dey all see that we are suffer’n?. Why do dey haff to be so cold harted?. I cnt take dis any more, I want to hav a family of my own, but how cud I if im a slave?, my life is ova, but one dey, one dey, all this will be ova! Jhunnell Laird
Dem lazy slaves! All dey do is disobey and whine and complain. Never thank what it's like for a fella like me. I'm da overseer. Ertime one of dose rebellious snot noses tries to git away, I catch 'em and whip 'em in front of da entire plantation ta teach da oders a lesson, and heck, I sure gist a kick out of it! Buh lately, I just can't seem to catch the lil heifers. Heard suttin bout an unergroun' railroad led by a lil missy named Harriet. She supposedly property of my 'ole pal Smith and his misus, Holly's her name. Not all of 'em got da guts to pulla sneaky one, but da ones dat do, got suttin waiting for 'em up north. Ya see, any of da fugitives caught in da north'll git sent right back home. Home sweet home, and by home I mean Africa of course. Sounds great, huh? Well it's NOT! Not for me and da men in da big house it ain't! We lose our slaves, den we lose money. We's gitten' sick n tired of dem northerners tryna run thangs down here. We'll show 'em! And when we through, we'll be sure dat Lincoln fella is nuttin more den a commoner!
I’m a tell ya’ll the story of my life. Muh name is Rayqoun Abraham Rogers n’ I was born to a slave down souff in Louisiana. By th’ time I was fourteen, five strangers broke into muh house n’ dey war white. Dey killed muh Pa and raped mi ma. All five of em’ took turns over n’ over, I couldn’t take what I was watchin’. So I tried to help mi ma nd tried to fight dem white guys, but one of em’ came up behind me n’ whipped me n’ took me nd mi ma to da plantation. Fer two years I’ve been livin’ in th’ slave life, dey hade me workin’ either on th’ plantation or in th’ field, heck sometimes dey would switch off dependin’ on how dey would feel. Den one day, anothur slave named Nate came to me n’ said he had a plan to escape, so I believed him. Around 12 o’ clock midnight, me n’ him used his plan to escaped to th’ norff. When we got dere I felt like a free man, but ole’ Nate was died on th’ way dere. Befo’ he died he told me sometin’ about when I get caught by th’ white oppressive people. He told me to “Fight Back by any means nessecary”. So I got caught by the white people n’ I took Nates’ advice n’ fought back. N’ when I fought back, it felt good on de inside, but I did get injured a lil’ bit but dey jist minor injuries. When I made it to th’ north, I started a family of my own. N’ that’s my story.
It is in the best interest for the future of this nation that we free the slaves of the south. Will a black hand ever with hold as much power or knowledge then that of a white hand? Absolutely not! That is out of the question! I care not for the slaves on the plantations. I care that these thirteen colonies remain as one union, and if that means ridding the country of slaves, then so be it! Without the states uniting to be one, America will fall apart and that we've ever worked for will fall apart with it. Therefore, we shall compromise. The plantation owner can keep the slaves they've already purchased and their offspring, but no new imports shall be made.
First name Harriet. last name Tubman. I lived most of my years picking cotton from the risen dawn ta da last of dusk. Cuts on my hands from da thorns on da cotton, burns on my neck from da scorchin' sun, scrapes on my back from da maser's whoopins and bruises on my feet and knees from beggin' and crawling'. None of dese hurt as much as da pit of my heart. Watchin' all da chillen train for a life of misery. I just gotsa do suttin, can't let ids happen no'mo. If I don't step up, no one will. Da worst and best dat could happen is I git killed. Datta be a glorifying death! So I made a map. A map data lead da slaves up north ta freedom. If da northerners win ids civil watt, we a all be free…free…oh to be free!
A group of white peepol’ raided are village and capture as. They fore as on these big canoe and tied are necks, arms, legs with metal ropes. We were put in a box the size of a man body so many of my people died of sickness. The smell of poo and die bodies was everywhere we only saw the sunlight was when white men would bring as to the top of the canoe. They wash as down and make as xerciz’ some of them would jump off the canoe. It was dark in there with died bodies everywhere becaz most of them would to refuse to eat sumtime so the white man would knock the front teeth out their mouth and push the moldy food down their mouth.
When the canoe stoped’ we was in a next place with a lot of white peple’ and half of my peple’ was gone. The men was treated like animals light skin women was raped and mistress to the white men. We was beaten with whup and flog if we did not lisin’ as I got ole’da I know this is not the life I wanted.Evey day we get up work and work go to sleep i close my i and ask my self is this my life what my prepose.A few of them try to runaway a day later sum’ of them didn’t make it they was beaten real good and them toezse was cut off. I was a hard worker.
One hot day no difernt from the other one of the grl was about to have a baby.The white man was whupin her like a dog i close my eyes but i coud hier her so i grab the whup and punch him.I no if i did that i woud be killed i was ready death was nothin close to this and I that i woud be free inthe next life My name is Clem Boone.
Are we so blind by money power and wealth to see that these are people just like as. How are we to judge them base on their skin no man should be own by a neither. These people work and work every day and they are givin nothing but the second they stop to rest they are beaten and whup like animal. We say that they are below as and yet you rip their women do you think if these people was educated do you think we could treat them this way. These people are no different than as put yourself in their shoes taken from you home from your family beaten to work worken in the hot sun for free every day. What kinds of monster are we were the animals.
I'm a man of action. a man who would not be deterred from his mission of abolishing slavery. on October 16, 1859, i led 21 men on a raid of the federal arsenal at harpers ferry. my plan to arm slaves with weapons myself and my menss seized from the arsenal was thwarted. i was born into a deeply religious family in torrington, connecticut, i 1800. i was led by my father who was vehementy opposed to slavery, my family moved to nothem ohio when i was five. i participated in the underground raiload and. in 1851. i helped establish the league of gileadites. a organization that worked to protect escaped slaves from slave catchers.
i believe to have interfered as i have done,. in behalf of his despised poor, was not wrong, but right. now, if it be deemed necessary that i should forfeit my life for the furtherance of the ends of justice, and mingle my blood futher with the blood of children, and with the blood of million in this slave country whose right are disregared by wicked. cruel, and unjust enactments. i sumit. so let it be done.
These slaves, I swear they want them beatings. Every minute I got to turn around to whip ‘em cause they ain’t doin there job right. All they have to do is pick cotton. is it that hard? They jus lazy and I think they try to send a message but we don care. We got to make our money and so we put them to wrk. Everyday I got to yell at these things to tell them what there don wrong even though they know it already. I’m out in charge to watch after these things to make sure our cotton is good nough to sell. These people think they know at wrk is but try being an overseer having to get off my horse to go whip someone again. These people are jus’ downright lazy. I don know what is wrong. Me the overseer has to deal wit these things everyday but I can get a rest in once a while. These slaves act like we try to kill them out here but tht cotton cant pick on it’s own. So I am under the order of my master who be inside and I’m stuck out here wit these things jus so they wont do nothin stupid even though they do everyday. One day some black thing came up to me sayin I’m a careless bast___ so he made me get off my horse and best him for nearly 30 minutes straight he could’nt get up for the rest of the night nd part of the next morning.
Blog1 Nat Turner I'm a slave but, it's time for me and all my people to finally be free. We're going to try to take over Jerusalem, Virginia. We've been tortured and tormented but it's our turn to come out on top. We do not have weapons like them but we will make do without them. The whites have tortured and kill many of my men but, luckily i am still standing. I was thrown in a Jerusalem jail and asked was i sorry for my actions. Was Crist sorry for being crucified? On November 11 I calmly except my consequences for being hung to my death.
Blog2 Nat Turner I have been a slave for much too long and i think it's about time to end this. We're taking over period point blank. We have been suffering for way to long but, we are not going to let it simply end like that. We're coming out on top. We are colored so it's obvious we don't have guns like the whites. The whites are going mad with power and killing everything in sight and it's just my luck that some of my men were in there sight at the wrong time. That's right, I was thrown in jail but, why you ask? I tell you I don't know. Why should I be sorry for someone else's wrong doings? It's just dumb. I get hung on November 11. I guess i should be "sorry" for that too huh?
Blog1 Nat Turner I’ve been a slave for so long. It hurts to have to work for so hard and not get anything back. I don’t like the constant disrespect from all these White people. They love to look down on you through there nose and say things like “ you stupid nigger” and the
Blog2 Nat Turner Man these past few days have felt so long! They make me feel like one of these days I’m going to die. The lord’s gone bring me home. Its tirin’ the way I had to work so hard. So I decided to kill ‘em and go from plantation to plantation killin’ other slave masters and there children along there wives. I had 60 men with me wiping put the whites from plantation to plantation. We killed 57 people before me and my men got caught by some farmers. Everyone scattered and I kept myself alive for a few weeks before I was caught by a slave catcher.
I’ve been plannin’ my revolt against dem’ whites, you know the one’s who have been runnin’ our plantation. In 1820 the cotton prices start’d fallin’ and dem Virginia farmers start’d losin’ money. Right dere beeen my chance to get away that’s when I done start’d to scheme. Two years later I decided to go on out to the Methodist Church fo’ blacks in South Hampton. I preached and told my people that we shall be free. And if Washington can fight for his freedom, so can we!! I got my people wit me, I knew that I would be able to plan my revolt and tings, take over dem’ whites and show em’ who’s boss. I knew Demark Vesey’s slave revolt done failed in the South of Carolina, so I hav’ta be careful wid him round’ fo sho’ because I heard some of his men told dem’ whites what was bouta’ happen. But you know what I could trust Hark and Nelson. I got eleven I’m needin’ 10 mo’. Its August 22, 1831 hotta den eva out hea’. I’ve got all my people wid me. I’d been very upset at the whites fo’ how dey done beat me. So me and dem go from whites. From dere more of my peoples were on my side. Togetha we done killed 57 people wid our army of 60 men. It felt good. We wadn’t tryna fight dem whites cause’ we ain’t had nuff’ guns and stuff to battle, so we done left and went home. Then, you wouldn’t believe who came lookin’ fo’ us, yup dem’ darn white farmers. They killed a bunch of my people. It was so sad, but I had to find somewhea’ to go. I couldn’t stick aroun’ oe else I would have been a dead man. So I hid out in di woods fo’ weeks, dem whites could not find me. On October 30, 1831 a hunter found me, I was scareder’ than ever, I thought I was gonna die. My palms were sweaty and my heart was beatin’ so fast. The hunter done turned me as I begged him not to. They sent me to Jerusalem, whea’ I was asked questions by some man dressed all fancy like in a suit and bow tie. He wrote a book bout’ me. The last ting he asked me was “are you sorry for what you did? You will be hanged for it!” I tol’ him was not Christ crucified- I compared myself to Christ because he was a holy man and fought for what he believed in and thought was right.
My name is Brenda I was a slave then I didn’t like it at all I was so surrounded with a lot of slave around me. We kept farming and farming with out stopping I was so sad and hurt I wanted to get out of there we stayed at the land 24/7 we couldn’t eat often cause we headed to keep working. The people kept whooping us so we don’t stop working. When were tired if slaves will ever end my life will be better and happier. Ill be a free women with a life.
Plantation Slave: Troy Tucker was born in Bridgeport, Connecticut, in 1840 Troy was a free black in the north but due to the fugitive slave act he was convicted as a run away slave. Only a little of the slave life before he decided he was ready to break out
I can't take this I don't even belong at first I didn't even care for the blacks down south I was never going to visit. everyone realizes I was never a slave here I talk with the best of voice I am still mad no one in all of Bridgeport stood up for me not even a little. It seemed like everything I said didn’t count no one cared. I am going to escape this place no matter what. Once I get out of here I am moving as far north as I can maybe Canada or Maine but after this I don't want to be in this country of unfairness. As of now I will remain the quiet slave that works as hard as he can to keep them whites off my back
David Walker: We need to revolt! We all need to do something about slavery and we will. We will do everything it takes to free the slaves, to change all that unjust laws of this county. I will make plans with the prominent black activist am associate with and we will make justice. Whites abuse our people “ they want us for their slaves, and think nothing of murdering us… therefore, if there is an attempt made by us, kill or be killed, and believe this, that isn’t more harm for you to kill a man who is trying to kill you, than it is for you to take a drink of water when thirsty”. If we have to kill to gain our freedom, we will kill. We will do everything to keep our county free, a county that is ours as much as theirs because we helped build it.
As president I must make hard decisions. I don’t agree with the enslavement of blacks, but none are equal to my people. Nor should they be treated as such. I’ve seen the results to men, women, and children beaten, sometimes being death. It’s not a pretty picture, but I must not give them the idea that they have equality. For if I do, there will be a new revelation, to people of color. That may cause them to take our jobs, our land, and sooner or later our wealth. In my position I mustn’t let this happen, so there’s a fair solution, we send them back to Africa, that’s “black territory” is it not? To ensure their departure I must bring it across to the government. -By Jazzmyn Burke
" Muh names Nat Turner, was born in southampton virginia in october of eighteen hunnit. I always been thought of someone who would do sumtinq good one day ever since i was a liddo boy. Muh master's name was Samuel, Samuel Turner. I spent ma time praying , see if it'll do me any good. i ran away from muh mas'er once but returned 'cause i seen sumthin in 'dem skies telling me i was needed. i seen sum'n else later on and it told me to fight back. Life as a slave is hard, gettin whipped for ntohing or a little somethin , i'm tired of it. Later on i had a new mas'er , he was kind to me. Name was Joseph , Joseph Travis, but i had other plans in mind. i was tired of 'dis slavery and all dese wippins i've received. i was seeing signs errywea you see. they was all signs from go, hes uh telling me to do something about this. Til' one day i seen the sun look a greenish odd color. It was Auqus' 13 and on Augus' 21 i kille the whole family as dey sleep. What a bad sight it was but i just had to do sumtin bout it . Hopein i would have a slave uprisin occur but not many of ;em joinced the rebolt. I went house to house killing any white person. I had a group of 40 slaves or so wit me that night. it was augus' 22 and i headed to Jerusalem. A group of so'jers was thea though so we's a left as fast as we could. Next mornin' we tried going to another 'ol house and many of us was captured. Many of us was killed , i was one of the few to escape. I hid in many places near my mas'ers farm. I was found and captured on Oct. 3O . i was then sent for execution to get hanged then skinned . . . hopefully this sets an example for all 'em other slaves . "
My names Harriet Tubman. I was brought tew dis cruel world in Maryland’s Dorchester County in 1820. I been beatin, bruised n tortured. Us slaves been through tew much n now we hope for freedom. We hope dat our children’s future will be better den our present. We hope dat we’ll one day be free and wit da Help of da Almighty God, this is possible. I’ve helped free many of ma brudders and sisters through this Underground Railroad but still I mus’ continue God’s work and still help d many slaves in need for freedom. I have done 18 trips back and forth slave territory and still my work is not done. My fear of being sol’ turned into my courage as I took advantage of escaping and returned to help free over 300 of uddas. Da glory ain‘t mines but God’s for he da one dat gave me strength n cour’g tew do what I did. Afta im done wit dis journey, I plan tew be wit my fam’ly n Move up north. Prob’ly Canada. I always expressed confidence that God wud aid me but I also shoot anybody dat charged to turn back. We had no food, or nu’in but we continued forward cuz we knew dat if we stopped we wudda got cought by dem white folks. So we didn’t and our future involves freedom.I remember one day when I heared sum folks reading my wanted paper and I took my book across my face like I was readin it, and dat was a close call. We’ll also sing a song of inspiration and joy called Wade In The Water. Many call me “Moses”, but I am simply someone who wanted freedom. Like everyone else.
"It's time for our people to go against the whites, slavery should be no more, I've created an army and planed a revolt that if successful can and will change the lives of blacks forever. We travel from farms to farms killing whites and increasing our army, 57 down a lot more to go.We receive a surprise attack where many of the them die.I hide in the woods for weeks and i am found on the 30th of October.I am put in jail on November 11."
NAT TURNER by:Rochellie As a slave its time for me and my people to be free.We are going to take over Jerusale Virginia.We've been beat touchor but its time to come out on top.We don't have enough guns for the battle BOOM!!The whites had surprised my men and kill them but im still standing I was thrown in the Jerusalem jail and was asked "Are you sorry for what you did"I wasn't for was crist sorry for being crucified.On November 11 I calmly acepted my consequences of being hung.There's a sense of pain and relief but never once regret.For I've created a revelation for my people that will live as I was not able to. I want everybody to live there life like I wasn't able to live mine
My name is Lunsford Lane. I was born just outside of Raleigh, North Carolina on May 30, 1803. I was an only child. My mother was a house servant enslaved by a Raleigh planter and bank agent Sherwood Haywood. My father was the neighbors slave. As a youngling I was a profit gainer always used to save and sell anything I could. It all started when I sold a basket of oranges my father gave me. By 1834 I saved enough money to buy my freedom. I couldn’t buy my wife and families freedom because of a law barring free blacks from entering or residing in the state. I was forced to leave North Carolina in 1840. After a short stay New York I arrived in Boston and began raising funds by telling my story at anti-slavery meeting. By 1842 I raised enough money to purchase my family. But when I went back to Raleigh to complete the transaction I was arrested on grounds of having delivered abolitionist lectures in Boston. The authorities released me, but a mob tarred and feathered me, and I feared for my life. I was able to buy my family's freedom the next morning, and although another mob pursued me to the train, I was able to escape to Philadelphia with my wife, children, and mother. We relocated to Boston after a few months I published a narrative “The Narrative of Lunsford Land. Indeed all things now made me feel what I had before known only in words that I was a slave. Deep was this feeling, and it preyed upon my heart like a never-dying worm. As I age I want my legacy to be passed on to my children and there children’s children. Fight for what you want no matter what. I have been through a lot. But I am great full that I was a house slave instead of a field slave and admittedly I had an easier life than that of a field hand. My father helped me and inspired me to become a business man. I always dream-pt of freedom. Now is the time for our freedom. We are all getting out freedom. Do what ever you can. It was easy for my I bought my freedom. It isn’t that easy anymore. You don’t get chances like that nor do we get any chances at anything. I fear that our revolts can not over power the oppression of our people although my brain particularly tells me that we can do it. I set forth my good qualities so that the slave holders know that we are just as equal as them. The time to rebel is now. I feel that my narratives will inspire people. I HAVE been solicited by very many friends, to give my narrative to the public. Whatever my own judgment might be, I should yield to theirs. In compliance, therefore, with this general request, and in the hope that these pages may produce an impression favorable to my countrymen in bondage also that I may realize something from the sale of my work towards the support of a numerous family, I have committed this publication to press. I know people have had it worse than me and where treated more horribly than. does it matter how much pain some one intakes it matters how much of the pain they take in and inspires them that they do not want this sort of life and it is inhumane to be treated like this and you should be treated just as equal as every other person. Live free or Die……………………………………………………
My name is Frederick Douglass. I was born in 1818 in Maryland life for me as a slave. I fought the Civil Arts. Image plans with Lincoln to change the emancipate slaves out of south . Lincoln had pronounce confusion that the war would never end but it did officially when the conferdate forces defeated the union emancipation and the ending slavery was approve by passage of granted citizens. _ Frederick Douglauss
“I am Nat Turner the man that tried to end slavery by killing plantation masters and white people. After my men and I killed the plantation masters I felt like I just defeated an entire army. On August, 22, 1831 me and my men killed 57 people with an army of 60. So today I stand by all of ya’ll to tell ya’ll that slavery wasn’t that easy for me and I went through lots of challenges in slavery. One day I though if worked my slaves harder I would make more cotton. I felt bad for the slaves and became a preacher I thought I should help the slaves so I created an army with slaves so we can defeat the white army and be as powerful as the whites. My men’s and I needed guns so we stole from the whites. I start’d my own army also because I wanted to take over the white nation and I tell ya’ll brothers and sisters to unite with me to kill all the whites and take over their land. We can be one strong nation if we complete all of our challenges. We the slaves want to end slavery because we are tired of suffering and tired of working for others. They forgot that we are humans too. Ok so slavery was difficult not only for me but for other slaves like Dred Scott who fought for his freedom by beating Sanford’s word and the Supreme Court helped Dred Scott. So we the slaves have to let the whites know that we are not their slaves because we are humans with a warrior heart! We have to represent ourselves and represent what we are and who we are. One reason I stopped making my men working hard was because I imagine myself suffering just like they were. When I go to my death I hope that all slaves be free and that we all get along.”
Slave Name: Bella Jones Property Of: Henry O'White I jus’ don’t unstand why da massir gots ta be so means tu me. I works hard der in dem fields, comes home and tends to dem chillins and sum times mys body ain’t got no feel’ins. By da time it’s time for me to lie on down, I’m jus as tired as da day is long. It saddens me dat I ain’t gots no pot to piss in and a windo’ to throw it out of. Seems to me that ever since the Civil war started, massir jus’ drinks mo and mo. Guess he know if Northerns wins den I’s a free gal. I wouldn’t pack a thang I’s own. I’d run on outside yell’n I’s free at last, God I’s free at last until my po’ lungs start to hurt. I’d move on tu California an sip me lemonade as I sit in da sun. So come on America, we can do it fo we are the land of the free and home of the brave. I will no longer be a slave and freely live my life until the day they bury me in my grave.
Harriet Beecher Stowe “You’re wrong, you’re wrong and you know you’re wrong. Slavery is an abomination to the world and if I have to write 100 books to express how I feel then I will! I became a preacher to make sure my voice was heard. It was not God’s will to have these people do labor. To have them work, work and be beat. What right do we have to say what’s our property and what’s not!? Does not the same blood that runith through us runith through them? It’s a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done. I hope this Civil War brings good things. Let them African American go!! If all it takes is one war to end a lifetime of slavery then let’s do it. If it takes ten wars then we can fight them to. We need to come together and do the right thing, which is STOP slavery. “
Ugh! im so tired of working in this hot place, Icant take it. Im a factory worker and I have been doing this job for 6 years now. Im currently 14 years old. The reason why im in this factory instead of working out in the field is because im mallado, which is half black and half white. My master thought since I was half white Icould be placed in a factory where its not so harsh working in the filed with the black folks. My mom was beaten to death by my master because she refused to have sex with him. My daddy was hung by my master's men for trying to escape and free other slaves. My life is over and I feel like there is no point in me living.
I been working in dis field for some time now. Im 18 years ol and me and my family, been por black folks our whole lives. My mama and hur mama been in dis field almost dere whole life. It hurt ta see my mom going thru dis pain knowing she pregnant by her master. My mama was raped and de sad thing is no one can help her get out of dis situation. I cry day and night but, showing my emotions wont do a darn ding. So im on a mission to free my family and get us out from dis hawt runt.
My name is Abraham Lincoln and i was a president for four years from 1861-1865. I was born on February 12th 1809 ,my wife was called Mary Todd Lincoln,she was brought up into a very weathly family. Her parents disagreed with her marrying me because i had a poor background. Ihave four children. There names are Robert Todd Lincoln. But my son Robert Todd Lincoln was the only one who survived into adulthood. I have created a national banking system with the national banking Act 1863.
Harriet Tubman-- I'm a slave ! I want to be Free and set all the slaves that work their butts off hard, I want them to be free at last no one deserves to be like this at all.But i had a plan and that was to set all of them free. i waited untill all the watchers move and out of sight where i could make my mission accomplised. i ran and ran and ran. yes i have let all my partners free. I have led them to the underground railroad where no one goes and no one can be found. alot of us had excaped and mad it to freedom.
Harriet Tubman... i am a slave i'm tired of living like this what did we do to deserve this. i'm not taking this anymore i'm not living like this anymore. and anyone or everyone who feels the same way can come with me. when all the guards went away i began on what i was out to do when i got to where they would put the slaves i told them lets go!!! it's time!! to freedom!! we ran and ran in hope that we could all make it but i wasn't done there were more slaves to be set free i ran back and forth freeing the slaves as many as i could i finished. i freed a whole bunch of slaves and they were free to live there lives without having to be forced to anything it was a great day for us EX-Slaves!! BY Christian Mira
Slave: Ma nam is Charlie robinson, ay havbin a slave eva scince I was fiveteen year old. Now I’m tweny an now I now wat slave life is like an stuff, it down right is awful. When I was born I thought I was to be easy, just in field an pickin up stuff from da groun. Aft’a about fifteen days that there overseer gon don bwhipped the hell out o them little nigga boys, sides me. On my fifteen birthday I was sort o promotedto from da pickin to da prossesin part of da cotton trade. Wat eva dat is, all I know is to pick an process da cotton. At when I was last yea I was whipped almost every day from a new overseer name clayton, or da what he want to call him, da big boss.
i am a slave.. i've been working on de plantation fo awhile now an its been tough me owner is very hard on us i work 13 hours on da field life is very hard i hate dis it is da same ery day nothin changes i don't want to live like dis anymor anythin we doin wrong and we get beat til we get back to how it is posed to be done me an my family suffrin but what can we do i've been poor my whole life never had nothin but dis is da way it is posed to be for us black folks Christian Mira
Conflicted Slave Owner: John is my name, and i originally am from boston. I inherited this god for saken land from my uncle ever i herd i was going to run his 500 acre plantation i was shocked and was enraged. Enraged in how i was to be the master of over 1500 slaves, most of which have beenfreed and were brought back to da plantation due to dat stupid fugitive slavery act. Back in boston i had 5 acres of land and had two kids an a family. Here i have huge amounts of debt due to my uncles incopitence in gambling and signing with out looking problems. I'll admit slavery has some good profits now a days but for how long will it last? I'll stay and clear the debt for my cousin Clayton who said he would take over when I leave. Before I leave I will try to make this plantaion better as i can for them black folk.
Yeah I’m the slave owner and I go by the name Master John. Man, living this type of life is amazing; you get the “niggers” on the field sweating their butt off bring you more money in to your pockets. Right now I’m tryin’ to keep it going, but I heard something ‘bout them people, abolitionists trying to come up with the idea of ending the slavery and tell you what if they pass the law of ended the slavery man, it’s gonna be a problem. I’m goin’ to kill ‘em ‘cause I’m making ma money an’ that is goin’ to bring ma economy down n’ man imma be broke as hell. Man, when I first ‘bout them fools trying to come up with this stupid idea I told ma whole slaves “you better work ten times more before I whoop that butt ten times worse”, them “niggers” better get the work done immediately before they pass the law. An’ I’m hopin’ they ain’t that fool to start such a problem because I’m the worse problem that they will ever cause.
I am Abraham Lincon and i cen control a big contrty.I came from apoor family and my whife cames from arich family and there was a disigriment in my marage because of that.I was a president in 1861 until 1865.I neaver wanted the slavery because i dont think anyone should be working hard and not get paid thir ouners should not beat them up and trar them bead in many ways but they should not be free too.The best think to do with the slaves is to send them back in Africa.I think thatslaves are humens too but they are not like the whites.I cen end the slavery but if i cen save the union.If i could save the union and could unslave some of the slaves i could.The most important things that i want to do is Unide the state.Ahi want to free the slaves.
Paul- The Octoroon Dam’ that ole M’closky always being greedy. Makn’ me dead. Is a may have been a slave but I was still treatd’ darn good. I still don’t know whys heda killed me. Was it cuz I gave dat damn wahnotee sum rum? Eh. I sure do miss my life I quite enjoyed it as a slave. But as a octodroon I was on hated because of my 1 forth black. I sure didn’t like ta have to work because of my 1 fourth black. I hope wahnotee got that damn mclosky though, messing with me cause im ¼ black. Who does he think he is. I hope that ole European George get em. But other wise. Im bye bye
My name is Nat Turner. I was born on October 2, 1800. I am an American Slave that led the slave rebellion in Virginia on August 21, 1831 that ended with a result of 56 people dying. I tried to end slavery by killing the plantation owners with my army of other slaves. Slavery was tha worst thing I could ever dream of, it was horrible and the things that the slave owners did to us. I was tired of all this mess so I told yall negro bothers that we should come together and fight this war so that we could get our freedom. We were successful in some battles but there were some that we just couldn’t fight. We needed more fire arm and we just didn’t have it. The pitch forks and wooden sticks that we used we just not good enough to finish the plantation owners off, so we lost the battle. I stopped making my men work as hard as I did because I figured that everyone was suffering as much as me in this and that wasn’t good so before I am put to death I want to be known as someone who fought for what he knew was right so that we could all get along and love each other.
Ello ma name john Huntington and ima slave. I work inda fields of east Atlanta in the HOT sun. Man dis something you never wanna be doin, its just unfair we do all dis damn work and we ain get shit for it. We get beaten if we slow down or even to take a lil 5 min break, we gotta work consistently jus for tha better for them damn white plantation owners. I don’t see the reason of dis mess anyway. Why them white folks gotta use us poor black fellas to do their dirty work, I cant even live the life I wanted to because of all this mess. Man it really sucks, everyday I just think bout someone steppin up to take our side of this whole “slavery” thang do whats right which is to stop dis, but it seem like that aint never gonna happen
“I am John Brown the man that tried to free all slaves. I led my son and others against pro-slavery people in Pottawatome, Kansas. My sons and I were fighting pro-slavery people in “Bleeding Kansas” in 1856. About 200 people died in the Kansas fight. We had 21 men to attack Harper’s Ferry, Virginia. I thought to myself that we could’ve captured weapons at U.S. government factory. We can free some slaves and move to the Blue Ridge Mountains. My army of freedom crossed the Bridge over Potomac River. I was happy after we crossed the bridge because we were doing what we said. We have to understand that everyone needs freedom.”
"Now that i am free i must help others gain their freedom as well i must help the people who are enslaved as well and i must get justice for them and set them free. My plan is to create an underground railroad to tavel back and forth north to south to free slaves."
I work everyday non-stop just to make some white man richer. I was taken at my own free will and have been a slave since. I can not even get break, if I take my own will beat. These last couple of days have been weird for me; it is like I’m seeing things the clouds. They are telling something that I should do something about my life. I’m going to become a preacher at the church where all the local slaves meet so I then can plan a revolt with them, but I have to be careful because some might turn on me. The whites will never see this coming. I just killed 2 plantation owners and still going. This is great chance for army to get bigger as I give slaves a chance to fight in my army. As I get into town white people block the road and we are out ammo so we can not fight. My army leaves me, so I guess im going into hiding. Years go by not found yet, but wait someone just found me! I’m taken to prison and sentenced to death on November 11. By Alex Camacho
i was a president when southern states began seceding from union. i began my politican cqreer in the house of representatives i was representing pennylvania. i failed to keep the spirit of compromise and peace that filled the decade since the compromise of 1850. i study law at lancaster, pa. and in pratice there gained a considerable reputation for my wide learning and brilliant oratory.
Harriet Tubman Ooh lord have mercy. I'm am finally free. after all these long years, I am free. I have went through a whole lot of stuff and seen a whole lot of horrible things. I finally see what it feels like to be free. Not always having to do so much hard work. Man I deeply despise cotton picking. I know the other slaves wish they were in my position. If I were in there position still I would want to be in my position too. No one chooses to be a slave. But, I wish we had the option to. I know this sounds crazy, and it may be so but, I am going to go back and try to free the more people because I know how much they need me right now...
Slave owner How could I have let this happen?! I paid good money for her. How can I be outwitted by an object? I should have purchased a dumber one. Well I will just have to make do with these ones I still have. HEY YOU! (whips them) did I tell you to slow down?! Now pick up the past befor u be missin' out on feddin time. Ok so now I gotta call the police to help find escaped slave. She should be back by tomorrow. Oh wait... There she is. Hey Lucy!(my wife) She came back, get the shot gun and chains. She aint goin nowhere this time.
DRED SCOTT I, Dred Scott am too a freeman, I live in a free state with my master Dr. John Emerson. Where I lived slaver was illegal, so my family and I are not slaves. Yes. I was born into slavery, but things should not be this way, all who are considered slaves should be set free, because we too are humans, we too should have equal such as the whites do, we too should have the freedom to speak on our behalves. My master set me free, but when I reached the state of Missouri things changed, all my freedom faded away, I wasn’t a citizen, which means that I am not free in this state. The supreme court decided that all of the U.S and its territories are filled with slavery, me not knowing this, went to the court to fight for my freedom but because I was BLACK and was not a citizen, I had no right to sue against the state of Missouri. In the DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE, it states that “ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL”. But if that is true, why are we as blacks not included, we too are human, the only difference is the color of our skin, if they really took a look at us they will see that we are all the same, but NO!, we are like animals to them. As long as there are living blacks in this world, we will be free one day, one day we too can be free!
da name's Nat Turner. I was born in virginia in 1800. Im a slave who was choosin by God. He used me to revolt against dem white folks and to unite together under his preaches.But carefukl i had to be because Denmark Veseys slave revolt failed because his own men told whites what was goin to happen so dat dem white folks could lay easy on em. I am now hidin' from the hunters since my people were captured an killed but the truth is dat if i get caught, i will not care because i died for the same cause that Christ died,to save his people.I am sure that there are newspapers that show my search. I just believed that slavery was wrong and that God choose me to do something about it and if it took 57 white men to be killed with my army of 60 then so be it to attempt freedom. All i remembered is of my apiphanys of battles which meant that i had to rebel and fight mines. souce:http://www.historybuff.com/library/refslave.html,A Nation Divided: Chester Nat Turner
Yup. De name be George Cauliflower. All these good for nothing negroes are actually a goo help on this hea plantation. I wouldn’t give up my plantation for nuthin in this world. I ain’t likin this abolitionist idea. These abolitionist are ruining everything. First of all it twas the escaping slaves. Then the thundering revolts. Now the states are voting if dey gunna be a slave state or Free State. Gosh darn it I thank the lord that aint In no free state. My plantation services everythin I love and I want. Its great not doing any work. The slaves enjoy working and having a cozy home. They gotta great deeaal hea. But I aint got nuthin to worry bout. Cuz’ my over seerers will handle them slave that try to escape or try anything funny. I love my life and I aint gott time to talk to yall niggers so.. I aint gunna waste my time any mo.
In 1840 my father Ben was manumitted he release from slavery at the age of forty five but his owner thought my father was close to fifty five. In 1844 I got married to a free black men named johnTubman after my married I change my name to Araminta. I try to escaped from slave I adopted my mother name. I remember when I was a child I got beating badly my master thrown a heavy metal. But it hit a other slave. In 1849 I escaped in Philadelphia and I return to Maryland to save my family.
Yerrp! Jus finished workin on dat dang field. I work for da man, meanin da rich white man dat is. We aint treated reallay like people out hea, but mo’ like property. Me no like it maself, but thea aint nutin I can do bout it. In ma eyes I gots too choices. Stay on this yeer field, workin, nd getting beat when it aint dun right. Or… run away nd hope I make it North up thea. Nope this hea is wea people like me are told we blong, its ight do ima get outta hea one day. One day ill b free yesser!
"I was the 15th President of the United States from 1857–1861. I represented Pennsylvania in the House of Representatives and later the Senate, and served as Secretary of State, looking for the Democratic presidential nomination in 1844, 1848, and 1852,I was nominated in the election of 1856 as a compromise between the two sides of the slavery issue."
*I was only president from the state of Pennsylvania and the only president to have never married.*
My hands suree is a hurtin. My back hurt too. Hurt workin dese fields hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after dreadful year. Massa Arnold say he don’t like when I be actin all lazy and shiftless, I apologize but in my mind I wish he wasn’t so controlling. He is betta then any other massa I ever had but to be honest, I wish I dint have one at all. Damn dis dark skin and rough hair. I wanna be just like misus Arnold. Her hair is soft and blond, her as eyes as blue as the ocean. Us slaves will neva eva be so purty. None of us slaves will eva be as free as her eder. I close my eyes and pretend I could walk in her shoes. A visual comes but before it even gets in color, Massa Arnold pulls out da whip and tells me to move on yonder down the cotton fields. I dink about protestin but correct myself. I could jus follow my old pal up the trail to the north. His good old friend Harriet taught him da way before she died all dreadful and slow. I get my thangs and kiss my daughter goodbye. I gotsa leave. “I’ll come back to you doll” I whisper, but she can’t hear me. She sleeps as still and dear as an angel. I is scurred but I can’t let dis git in da way of my precious freedom! Once da north wins dis civil war, I’ll be free to be an individual. First thang imam do is git my little darling Ebony back, if sill ever remember me.
NAME: CHRISTIAN GIROD TOPIC: PLANTATION OWNER In the south is where we made a living compare to the north. The United States government support slavery because the economy of the south. Between 1790 and 1860 the amount of cotton slaves grew in the south from a thousand tins a year to 1 million tons a year. The plantations also grew from half a million to 4 million. Slaves became legal to import in 1808. This made it better for us plantation owners to become successful. An other plantation owner like me, john hope Franklin estimates that a quarter of a million slaves were illegally imported before the civil war began in 1861. Slaves ran away from my plantation such as in 1822 a free black man named Denmark Vesey tried to launch a revolt in South Carolina, but he was caught and later hanged. Other slaves ran away. Each year during the 1850’s thousands of slaves escaped into the north and over the boarder to Canada. Whites also helped slaves to escape. This made us lose money. In the north plantations they to be unsuccessful compare to the north. About 130,000 free black in 1830. Twenty years later there were 200,000. Many of them stayed and worked. There was also a slave named Fredrick Douglass was born into a slave, he learned to read and write and later escape into the north at the age of twenty one. He also became the most famous black man.
I live during this time and I feel disrespected and mistreated. My children have to go threw this. They have be a slave they have to do the job for other people with no pay and very little food. I don’t want them to go threw slavery I don’t want my children be mistreated for the rest of there lives. I will escape with my children in my hand. I will go threw the bitter cold days with nothing on my feet to get of this to be free. I live in peace now I and my children won’t have to be a slave bought and sold. They are coming; I will kill my children then mine. I will sacrifice our life just so that we won’t have to go threw slavery. I killed my daughter and failed to kill myself and the rest.
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ReplyDeletePlantation Slave: Walter Calloway was born in Richmond, Virginia, in 1848. Calloway and his mother and brother were purchased by John Calloway, who owned a plantation ten miles south of Montgomery, Alabama. By the time he was ten years old, Walter Calloway was doing a grown man's work. The white overseer used a black hand to administer the whippings; Calloway recalls seeing one thirteen-year-old girl whipped almost to death.
Befo' I was ole 'nuff to 'member much, my mammy wid me an' my older brudder was sold to Marse John Calloway at Snodoun in Montgomery County, ten miles south of de town of Montgomery.
"Marse John hab a big plantation an' lots of slaves. Dey treated us purty good, but we hab to wuk hard. Time I was ten years ole I was makin' a reg'lar han' 'hin de plow. Oh, yassuh, Marse John good 'nough to us an' we get plenty to eat, but he had a oberseer name Green Bush what sho' whup us iffen we don't do to suit him. Yassuh, he mighty rough wid us be he didn't do de whippin' hisse'f. He had a big black boy name Mose, mean as de debil an' strong as a ox, and de oberseer let him do all de whuppin'. An', man, he could sho' lay on dat rawhide lash. He whupped a nigger gal 'bout thirteen years old so hard she nearly die, an' allus atterwa'ds she hab spells of fits or somp'n. Dat make Marse John pow'ful mad, so he run dat oberseer off de place an' Mose didn' do no mo' whuppin'.
"Same time Marse John buy mammy an' us boys, he buy a black man name Joe. He a preacher an' de marster let de slaves buil' a bresh arbor in de pecan grove over in de big pastur', an' when de wedder warn't too cold all de slaves was 'lowed to meet dar on Sunday fo' preachin'.
“Yassuh, ole Joe do purty good. I speck he had mo' 'ligion dan some of de hifalutin' niggers 'tendin' to preach nowadays. De white folks chu'ch, hit at Hope Hill over on de stage road, an' sometimes dey fetch 'dere preacher to de plantation to preach to de slaves. But dey druther heah Joe.
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Abraham Lincoln
ReplyDelete1860 I’m made president of the United States. As I’m in office 7 states leave the country and make their own. As I will try to bring these states back there is only one option for they do not want wish to come back. We will got to war! All these ideas that imp going to war to free the slaves. Imp not going to war to free the slaves. Imp going to war to bring our states back to whole again. If I could save union without freeing any slave, I would do it; and if I could save the it by freeing all the slaves, I would do it. I need to get the union back no matter what. I will give the southern states four mouths to stop fighting or else I will free all the slaves if they did not come back. Imp giving you a chance to come back and you don’t take it. I’m putting the emancipation proclamation which will make all slaves of those who are fighting free. Now that slavery I no more we can have blacks in the army and have more soldiers fight. 2 years later we win the war. My term as president s up, but I will run again.
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BLOG #1: Abby Anderson is muh name. I cum fum da slave sate of Georgia. I am 26 yers old an bin a slave eber since I was young as 10. Dat is 16 yers I hab bin a slave and der aint no way I can change dat. Da overseer be wipping me a lot. I tink it because I bin picking cotton slower n slower because all the whipping get me weak. I have friends dat juss coulnt take the pain no moa and gone to da place dey bin wanting to go eber since dis slavery started. Im starting to get closa n closa to the place dey are. I hab bin true so much pain dat I cant take it no mo. Ebery day dey wake us up early to work on the field and pick cotton. Dey whip us if we stop workin, dey whip us if we look at em the wrong way, and dey whip us juss if dey feel like it. All dis whip is gonna make us want to rebolt against dem. Dere be dis one overwatch doe dat be nice to me on down low, like when no one be lookin or paying attention. He don’t be mean to me on purpose when oder overwatchers be near him. He hit me few times but not hard like da oders do. I wish he was muh slave master cuz he woulda bin treatin us better den the overwatchers do. I juss wish I could be treated how whites are treated. I jus wish I could be with muh family ahtleast. I jus wish, I jus wish.
BLOG#2: My name is Jimbo Slugger and I am the plantation owner of this 200 acre field. I’ve got about 300 slaves here working for me. A lot of these slaves don’t be doing what they are told. So what I have my 30 overwatchers do is whipp em til dey start listenin. Over the past 10 years that I have owned the plantation when muh dad passed it down to me, there have been bout 5 big slave revolts. Some have been as deadly as them killing half my overwatchers. But the others were not big at all. I guess the slaves planned the revolts but then it ended up that half were really going to do it. A lot of slaves have been dying in those and that’s a problem to me because if all them die, I sure as hell aint doin no work out there on the fields. There be some slaves that be real nice an honest to me so I let em become my house slaves and I treat them a little better than I do to those filthy field slaves. Those field slaves are jus aggressive and jus cant be trusted for nothing. I wake up every morning doing the same thing: have house slaves cook for me and direct my field slaves to pick that cotton so I can make that money I deserve. Some house slaves be acting extra nice for some reason, maybe they be thinkin ima let em go, but they wrong. I have house overseers to so that they don’t poison my food and don’t eat when they not supposed to. I don’t let house slaves get near or talk to field slaves because I don’t want my house slaves letting the field slaves in on me when im sleepin and so they don’t plan no more revolts.
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My name is Billy Bob, a farmer from south, I live in Mississippi born and raised. And my crop sales are dropping mighty low. I’m poor and I’m not sure is I can keep this farm up. With all these other big plantations selling cotton, tobacco, and other crops with their slaves. If I could just sell enough crops I’m sure I could afford a slave to, but it’s just not happening. I’m not against slavery, but if it continues...my farm will surely end. So right now at my current situation I sure wish it’d end. My wife keeps saying sell the farm, but I just cants do it... this farm is my life. But I have a family to care for I just don’t know what to do. As a southerner I should be trying to keep slavery legal but I just can’t seem to do that if slavery is also ruining my life, family, farm, and income. So right now I want slavery gone, never to return. So I’m gone for now.
Nat Turner: While still a young child, I was describing events that had happened before I was born. I am a deeply religious man and spent my time in mystery, devoting and praying. I am an American slave own by Samuel Turner. I spent my life in Southampton county, Virginia. Since I was a kid I remember me reading stories of the bible. I grow up deeply religious and my fellow slaves dubbed me as “The Prophet”. I always try to influence them to freedom by using the bible words as my power. I want them to be free and that was God ‘s wild too. At the age of 23 I run away from my owner but I came back because I saw a vision. The spirit told me to “ return to the service of my earlier master” .I interpreter visions as messages from my dear God. I know God has something in mind for me and it has to do with the freedom of his people. I started thinking of atmospheric conditions as a sign for me to prepare for a rebellion. On February 12, 1831 a solar eclipse appear, which I look up as a black mans hand reaching that sun, which means black people being free in this unjust county. The eclipsed was my first sign to start working on my plan. My last sign was on August 13 another solar eclipsed which was the final sing and led to the rebellion we kill whites and free the slaves of my county. The rebellion wasn’t accomplished really well so I run away and hide in the woods. But the whites capture me and here I am loaded with chains and willing to suffer the fate that is awaiting for me.
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ReplyDeleteI, Abraham Lincoln, do not believe that we should have slavery anymore. I also cannot promise you that I will bring it to an end it because I will lose my fellow and make them go against me and that will cause more problems between us. The southern will believe if I end slavery that it will bring their economy down. I, as president as long my country is making money legally, I shall not do anything to prevent the slave owners from building up their economy! During this time I am having a lot of difficulties as to whether or not I should tolerate slavery. The southern people have chosen not to unite with me because they think that I might pass a law to free the slaves. In my point of view that is not what exactly I want. What I really want or is for all of us to get back together or to reunion again. If they refuse to agree with that, then I may have to scare them with the idea of freeing the slaves-or we will go to war.
I didn’t like slavery at all I didn’t like the torture the slaves were experience. It was bad because they didn’t want to farm no more but they were forced to do a lot of things they didn’t like. I didn’t like some southern states because they tried to leave the union. I ended up being president during the Civil War. I wanted the U.S to stay united. I wanted the war to stop because I wanted the world to be better and friendly. I feel so sorry for what the slaves have been through.
ReplyDeleteMy name is Lora I’m a slave on a plantation. I feel like I’m going to die because all the torture my slave master puts me through. And all of the things I been doing for them. The work I have to do for them is cutting grass, growing plants, cleaning houses, and cooking for people. I want to stop being treated like a slave doing everything for them. I want to be free but I don’t think its going to happen. I have to stay here as longs as they will keep me, for I wish I was free I need to take a break from everything that’s happening. Will this suffering never stop? My life is so bad and I wish this never happened in my life I want to end all of this I want to have a better life it’s so hard.
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ReplyDeleteMy hands hurt from picking so much cotton and other crops. As much as i would like to stop i cant. I cant take the risk of getting beaten to death by my owner. i start to work from early in the morning till dark at night. I'm tired of having to get up and go to work, what am i winning? I pray for the day when i can get my freedom, im tired of working for someone who doesnt appreciate anything i do because of my kind. For my owner im just like an animal who he has to force and mistreat to work. I'm hoping the northeners win the civil war so i could get my freedom and start my own life.
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Plantation Slave: Harriet tubman was born in Richmond, Virginia, in 1820. Harriet Tubmans mother was bought and held as a slave eventually harriet Tubman was sold as a slave they lived in a plantation in Montgemory,Alabama.Harriet Tubman endored visous beatings and was raped on numerous occasions by white security and the plantation owner.I was only nine yer ol bfor I was sold to a plantation ownwer and brought into slavery.My family and I had to work very har and pick cotton all dam day long.I was raped and recieved harsh beatings those dam white folk southerners put on me. I knew I had to fin an escape out.
ReplyDeleteSo I first escaped on my own then I knew my friends and family was stil in captive so I went back while those damn white folk was distracted counting up tha money we niggers worked so hard for.So I rallyd up 14 slaves and we crept up those damn steep hills and allys and finally reached our destination we walked 21 miles towardws the west side trying to get as far away as possible.We were starved,thirsy and tired but knew we couldint get caught by them folks.We ended up at the underground railroad.In Boston.
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ReplyDeleteBorn a peaceful loving life, but all faded away when I grow up. Taken from my family I was, I was snatched away and put to work when I was old enough. No awards, no appreciation, it was like I was nothing, worthless! I was to them, as a piece of paper, property. Lack of education, African American, dark, I was, not a person but as an animal to them. Wok’n in tha field wa no joke, ah mean, I had ta wake up early wit nuffin to eat, sent out tu de field, wok my hardess still no reward. Why do dey treat us like dis?, we are all tha same, juss different skin colure. Sum times I Wanda if us culard folks was on tha side, switch places, if tings wud be tha same, wud we treat dem tha same?, I believe not. Dey dnt care bout us, only care bout der money, dey dnt care wat dey do, juss as long as they get wat dey want. We cud be hurt, cuts all ova our bodies, still haff to wok, dey dnt care if we die. Ah mean some of da white folks feel srry fo us I guess, but why dnt dey do nuffin, juss sit there and watch. Cnt dey all see that we are suffer’n?. Why do dey haff to be so cold harted?. I cnt take dis any more, I want to hav a family of my own, but how cud I if im a slave?, my life is ova, but one dey, one dey, all this will be ova!
Jhunnell Laird
Dem lazy slaves! All dey do is disobey and whine and complain. Never thank what it's like for a fella like me. I'm da overseer. Ertime one of dose rebellious snot noses tries to git away, I catch 'em and whip 'em in front of da entire plantation ta teach da oders a lesson, and heck, I sure gist a kick out of it! Buh lately, I just can't seem to catch the lil heifers. Heard suttin bout an unergroun' railroad led by a lil missy named Harriet. She supposedly property of my 'ole pal Smith and his misus, Holly's her name. Not all of 'em got da guts to pulla sneaky one, but da ones dat do, got suttin waiting for 'em up north. Ya see, any of da fugitives caught in da north'll git sent right back home. Home sweet home, and by home I mean Africa of course. Sounds great, huh? Well it's NOT! Not for me and da men in da big house it ain't! We lose our slaves, den we lose money. We's gitten' sick n tired of dem northerners tryna run thangs down here. We'll show 'em! And when we through, we'll be sure dat Lincoln fella is nuttin more den a commoner!
ReplyDeleteI’m a tell ya’ll the story of my life. Muh name is Rayqoun Abraham Rogers n’ I was born to a slave down souff in Louisiana. By th’ time I was fourteen, five strangers broke into muh house n’ dey war white. Dey killed muh Pa and raped mi ma. All five of em’ took turns over n’ over, I couldn’t take what I was watchin’. So I tried to help mi ma nd tried to fight dem white guys, but one of em’ came up behind me n’ whipped me n’ took me nd mi ma to da plantation. Fer two years I’ve been livin’ in th’ slave life, dey hade me workin’ either on th’ plantation or in th’ field, heck sometimes dey would switch off dependin’ on how dey would feel. Den one day, anothur slave named Nate came to me n’ said he had a plan to escape, so I believed him. Around 12 o’ clock midnight, me n’ him used his plan to escaped to th’ norff. When we got dere I felt like a free man, but ole’ Nate was died on th’ way dere. Befo’ he died he told me sometin’ about when I get caught by th’ white oppressive people. He told me to “Fight Back by any means nessecary”. So I got caught by the white people n’ I took Nates’ advice n’ fought back. N’ when I fought back, it felt good on de inside, but I did get injured a lil’ bit but dey jist minor injuries. When I made it to th’ north, I started a family of my own. N’ that’s my story.
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It is in the best interest for the future of this nation that we free the slaves of the south. Will a black hand ever with hold as much power or knowledge then that of a white hand? Absolutely not! That is out of the question! I care not for the slaves on the plantations. I care that these thirteen colonies remain as one union, and if that means ridding the country of slaves, then so be it! Without the states uniting to be one, America will fall apart and that we've ever worked for will fall apart with it. Therefore, we shall compromise. The plantation owner can keep the slaves they've already purchased and their offspring, but no new imports shall be made.
ReplyDeleteFirst name Harriet. last name Tubman. I lived most of my years picking cotton from the risen dawn ta da last of dusk. Cuts on my hands from da thorns on da cotton, burns on my neck from da scorchin' sun, scrapes on my back from da maser's whoopins and bruises on my feet and knees from beggin' and crawling'. None of dese hurt as much as da pit of my heart. Watchin' all da chillen train for a life of misery. I just gotsa do suttin, can't let ids happen no'mo. If I don't step up, no one will. Da worst and best dat could happen is I git killed. Datta be a glorifying death! So I made a map. A map data lead da slaves up north ta freedom. If da northerners win ids civil watt, we a all be free…free…oh to be free!
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A group of white peepol’ raided are village and capture as. They fore as on these big canoe and tied are necks, arms, legs with metal ropes. We were put in a box the size of a man body so many of my people died of sickness. The smell of poo and die bodies was everywhere we only saw the sunlight was when white men would bring as to the top of the canoe. They wash as down and make as xerciz’ some of them would jump off the canoe. It was dark in there with died bodies everywhere becaz most of them would to refuse to eat sumtime so the white man would knock the front teeth out their mouth and push the moldy food down their mouth.
When the canoe stoped’ we was in a next place with a lot of white peple’ and half of my peple’ was gone. The men was treated like animals light skin women was raped and mistress to the white men. We was beaten with whup and flog if we did not lisin’ as I got ole’da I know this is not the life I wanted.Evey day we get up work and work go to sleep i close my i and ask my self is this my life what my prepose.A few of them try to runaway a day later sum’ of them didn’t make it they was beaten real good and them toezse was cut off. I was a hard worker.
One hot day no difernt from the other one of the grl was about to have a baby.The white man was whupin her like a dog i close my eyes but i coud hier her so i grab the whup and punch him.I no if i did that i woud be killed i was ready death was nothin close to this and I that i woud be free inthe next life My name is Clem Boone.
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Are we so blind by money power and wealth to see that these are people just like as. How are we to judge them base on their skin no man should be own by a neither. These people work and work every day and they are givin nothing but the second they stop to rest they are beaten and whup like animal. We say that they are below as and yet you rip their women do you think if these people was educated do you think we could treat them this way. These people are no different than as put yourself in their shoes taken from you home from your family beaten to work worken in the hot sun for free every day. What kinds of monster are we were the animals.
John Brown
ReplyDeleteI'm a man of action. a man who would not be deterred from his mission of abolishing slavery. on October 16, 1859, i led 21 men on a raid of the federal arsenal at harpers ferry. my plan to arm slaves with weapons myself and my menss seized from the arsenal was thwarted. i was born into a deeply religious family in torrington, connecticut, i 1800. i was led by my father who was vehementy opposed to slavery, my family moved to nothem ohio when i was five. i participated in the underground raiload and. in 1851. i helped establish the league of gileadites. a organization that worked to protect escaped slaves from slave catchers.
i believe to have interfered as i have done,. in behalf of his despised poor, was not wrong, but right. now, if it be deemed necessary that i should forfeit my life for the furtherance of the ends of justice, and mingle my blood futher with the blood of children, and with the blood of million in this slave country whose right are disregared by wicked. cruel, and unjust enactments. i sumit. so let it be done.
Danilsa Soto D.
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ReplyDeleteThese slaves, I swear they want them beatings. Every minute I got to turn around to whip ‘em cause they ain’t doin there job right. All they have to do is pick cotton. is it that hard? They jus lazy and I think they try to send a message but we don care. We got to make our money and so we put them to wrk. Everyday I got to yell at these things to tell them what there don wrong even though they know it already. I’m out in charge to watch after these things to make sure our cotton is good nough to sell. These people think they know at wrk is but try being an overseer having to get off my horse to go whip someone again. These people are jus’ downright lazy. I don know what is wrong. Me the overseer has to deal wit these things everyday but I can get a rest in once a while. These slaves act like we try to kill them out here but tht cotton cant pick on it’s own. So I am under the order of my master who be inside and I’m stuck out here wit these things jus so they wont do nothin stupid even though they do everyday. One day some black thing came up to me sayin I’m a careless bast___ so he made me get off my horse and best him for nearly 30 minutes straight he could’nt get up for the rest of the night nd part of the next morning.
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Nat Turner
I'm a slave but, it's time for me and all my people to finally be free. We're going to try to take over Jerusalem, Virginia. We've been tortured and tormented but it's our turn to come out on top. We do not have weapons like them but we will make do without them. The whites have tortured and kill many of my men but, luckily i am still standing. I was thrown in a Jerusalem jail and asked was i sorry for my actions. Was Crist sorry for being crucified? On November 11 I calmly except my consequences for being hung to my death.
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Nat Turner
I have been a slave for much too long and i think it's about time to end this. We're taking over period point blank. We have been suffering for way to long but, we are not going to let it simply end like that. We're coming out on top. We are colored so it's obvious we don't have guns like the whites. The whites are going mad with power and killing everything in sight and it's just my luck that some of my men were in there sight at the wrong time. That's right, I was thrown in jail but, why you ask? I tell you I don't know. Why should I be sorry for someone else's wrong doings? It's just dumb. I get hung on November 11. I guess i should be "sorry" for that too huh?
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I’ve been a slave for so long. It hurts to have to work for so hard and not get anything back. I don’t like the constant disrespect from all these White people. They love to look down on you through there nose and say things like “ you stupid nigger” and the
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Nat Turner
Man these past few days have felt so long! They make me feel like one of these days I’m going to die. The lord’s gone bring me home. Its tirin’ the way I had to work so hard. So I decided to kill ‘em and go from plantation to plantation killin’ other slave masters and there children along there wives. I had 60 men with me wiping put the whites from plantation to plantation. We killed 57 people before me and my men got caught by some farmers. Everyone scattered and I kept myself alive for a few weeks before I was caught by a slave catcher.
I’ve been plannin’ my revolt against dem’ whites, you know the one’s who have been runnin’ our plantation. In 1820 the cotton prices start’d fallin’ and dem Virginia farmers start’d losin’ money. Right dere beeen my chance to get away that’s when I done start’d to scheme. Two years later I decided to go on out to the Methodist Church fo’ blacks in South Hampton. I preached and told my people that we shall be free. And if Washington can fight for his freedom, so can we!! I got my people wit me, I knew that I would be able to plan my revolt and tings, take over dem’ whites and show em’ who’s boss. I knew Demark Vesey’s slave revolt done failed in the South of Carolina, so I hav’ta be careful wid him round’ fo sho’ because I heard some of his men told dem’ whites what was bouta’ happen. But you know what I could trust Hark and Nelson. I got eleven I’m needin’ 10 mo’. Its August 22, 1831 hotta den eva out hea’. I’ve got all my people wid me. I’d been very upset at the whites fo’ how dey done beat me. So me and dem go from whites. From dere more of my peoples were on my side. Togetha we done killed 57 people wid our army of 60 men. It felt good. We wadn’t tryna fight dem whites cause’ we ain’t had nuff’ guns and stuff to battle, so we done left and went home. Then, you wouldn’t believe who came lookin’ fo’ us, yup dem’ darn white farmers. They killed a bunch of my people. It was so sad, but I had to find somewhea’ to go. I couldn’t stick aroun’ oe else I would have been a dead man. So I hid out in di woods fo’ weeks, dem whites could not find me. On October 30, 1831 a hunter found me, I was scareder’ than ever, I thought I was gonna die. My palms were sweaty and my heart was beatin’ so fast. The hunter done turned me as I begged him not to. They sent me to Jerusalem, whea’ I was asked questions by some man dressed all fancy like in a suit and bow tie. He wrote a book bout’ me. The last ting he asked me was “are you sorry for what you did? You will be hanged for it!” I tol’ him was not Christ crucified- I compared myself to Christ because he was a holy man and fought for what he believed in and thought was right.
ReplyDeleteMy name is Brenda I was a slave then I didn’t like it at all I was so surrounded with a lot of slave around me. We kept farming and farming with out stopping I was so sad and hurt I wanted to get out of there we stayed at the land 24/7 we couldn’t eat often cause we headed to keep working. The people kept whooping us so we don’t stop working. When were tired if slaves will ever end my life will be better and happier. Ill be a free women with a life.
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ReplyDeletePlantation Slave: Troy Tucker was born in Bridgeport, Connecticut, in 1840 Troy was a free black in the north but due to the fugitive slave act he was convicted as a run away slave. Only a little of the slave life before he decided he was ready to break out
ReplyDeleteI can't take this I don't even belong at first I didn't even care for the blacks down south I was never going to visit. everyone realizes I was never a slave here I talk with the best of voice I am still mad no one in all of Bridgeport stood up for me not even a little. It seemed like everything I said didn’t count no one cared. I am going to escape this place no matter what. Once I get out of here I am moving as far north as I can maybe Canada or Maine but after this I don't want to be in this country of unfairness. As of now I will remain the quiet slave that works as hard as he can to keep them whites off my back
David Walker: We need to revolt! We all need to do something about slavery and we will.
ReplyDeleteWe will do everything it takes to free the slaves, to change all that unjust laws of this county. I will make plans with the prominent black activist am associate with and we will make justice. Whites abuse our people “ they want us for their slaves, and think nothing of murdering us… therefore, if there is an attempt made by us, kill or be killed, and believe this, that isn’t more harm for you to kill a man who is trying to kill you, than it is for you to take a drink of water when thirsty”. If we have to kill to gain our freedom, we will kill.
We will do everything to keep our county free, a county that is ours as much as theirs because we helped build it.
Catherine Quintero
Abraham Lincoln
ReplyDeleteAs president I must make hard decisions. I don’t agree with the enslavement of blacks, but none are equal to my people. Nor should they be treated as such. I’ve seen the results to men, women, and children beaten, sometimes being death. It’s not a pretty picture, but I must not give them the idea that they have equality. For if I do, there will be a new revelation, to people of color. That may cause them to take our jobs, our land, and sooner or later our wealth. In my position I mustn’t let this happen, so there’s a fair solution, we send them back to Africa, that’s “black territory” is it not? To ensure their departure I must bring it across to the government.
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" Muh names Nat Turner, was born in southampton virginia in october of eighteen hunnit. I always been thought of someone who would do sumtinq good one day ever since i was a liddo boy. Muh master's name was Samuel, Samuel Turner. I spent ma time praying , see if it'll do me any good. i ran away from muh mas'er once but returned 'cause i seen sumthin in 'dem skies telling me i was needed. i seen sum'n else later on and it told me to fight back. Life as a slave is hard, gettin whipped for ntohing or a little somethin , i'm tired of it. Later on i had a new mas'er , he was kind to me. Name was Joseph , Joseph Travis, but i had other plans in mind. i was tired of 'dis slavery and all dese wippins i've received. i was seeing signs errywea you see. they was all signs from go, hes uh telling me to do something about this. Til' one day i seen the sun look a greenish odd color. It was Auqus' 13 and on Augus' 21 i kille the whole family as dey sleep. What a bad sight it was but i just had to do sumtin bout it . Hopein i would have a slave uprisin occur but not many of ;em joinced the rebolt. I went house to house killing any white person. I had a group of 40 slaves or so wit me that night. it was augus' 22 and i headed to Jerusalem. A group of so'jers was thea though so we's a left as fast as we could. Next mornin' we tried going to another 'ol house and many of us was captured. Many of us was killed , i was one of the few to escape. I hid in many places near my mas'ers farm. I was found and captured on Oct. 3O . i was then sent for execution to get hanged then skinned . . . hopefully this sets an example for all 'em other slaves . "
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My names Harriet Tubman. I was brought tew dis cruel world in Maryland’s Dorchester County in 1820. I been beatin, bruised n tortured. Us slaves been through tew much n now we hope for freedom. We hope dat our children’s future will be better den our present. We hope dat we’ll one day be free and wit da Help of da Almighty God, this is possible. I’ve helped free many of ma brudders and sisters through this Underground Railroad but still I mus’ continue God’s work and still help d many slaves in need for freedom. I have done 18 trips back and forth slave territory and still my work is not done. My fear of being sol’ turned into my courage as I took advantage of escaping and returned to help free over 300 of uddas. Da glory ain‘t mines but God’s for he da one dat gave me strength n cour’g tew do what I did. Afta im done wit dis journey, I plan tew be wit my fam’ly n Move up north. Prob’ly Canada. I always expressed confidence that God wud aid me but I also shoot anybody dat charged to turn back. We had no food, or nu’in but we continued forward cuz we knew dat if we stopped we wudda got cought by dem white folks. So we didn’t and our future involves freedom.I remember one day when I heared sum folks reading my wanted paper and I took my book across my face like I was readin it, and dat was a close call. We’ll also sing a song of inspiration and joy called Wade In The Water. Many call me “Moses”, but I am simply someone who wanted freedom. Like everyone else.
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Nat Turner
ReplyDelete"It's time for our people to go against the whites, slavery should be no more, I've created an army and planed a revolt that if successful can and will change the lives of blacks forever. We travel from farms to farms killing whites and increasing our army, 57 down a lot more to go.We receive a surprise attack where many of the them die.I hide in the woods for weeks and i am found on the 30th of October.I am put in jail on November 11."
- Radcliffe Davis
NAT TURNER
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As a slave its time for me and my people to be free.We are going to take over Jerusale Virginia.We've been beat touchor but its time to come out on top.We don't have enough guns for the battle BOOM!!The whites had surprised my men and kill them but im still standing I was thrown in the Jerusalem jail and was asked "Are you sorry for what you did"I wasn't for was crist sorry for being crucified.On November 11 I calmly acepted my consequences of being hung.There's a sense of pain and relief but never once regret.For I've created a revelation for my people that will live as I was not able to. I want everybody to live there life like I wasn't able to live mine
My name is Lunsford Lane. I was born just outside of Raleigh, North Carolina on May 30, 1803. I was an only child. My mother was a house servant enslaved by a Raleigh planter and bank agent Sherwood Haywood. My father was the neighbors slave. As a youngling I was a profit gainer always used to save and sell anything I could. It all started when I sold a basket of oranges my father gave me. By 1834 I saved enough money to buy my freedom. I couldn’t buy my wife and families freedom because of a law barring free blacks from entering or residing in the state. I was forced to leave North Carolina in 1840. After a short stay New York I arrived in Boston and began raising funds by telling my story at anti-slavery meeting. By 1842 I raised enough money to purchase my family. But when I went back to Raleigh to complete the transaction I was arrested on grounds of having delivered abolitionist lectures in Boston. The authorities released me, but a mob tarred and feathered me, and I feared for my life. I was able to buy my family's freedom the next morning, and although another mob pursued me to the train, I was able to escape to Philadelphia with my wife, children, and mother. We relocated to Boston after a few months I published a narrative “The Narrative of Lunsford Land. Indeed all things now made me feel what I had before known only in words that I was a slave. Deep was this feeling, and it preyed upon my heart like a never-dying worm. As I age I want my legacy to be passed on to my children and there children’s children. Fight for what you want no matter what. I have been through a lot. But I am great full that I was a house slave instead of a field slave and admittedly I had an easier life than that of a field hand. My father helped me and inspired me to become a business man. I always dream-pt of freedom. Now is the time for our freedom. We are all getting out freedom. Do what ever you can. It was easy for my I bought my freedom. It isn’t that easy anymore. You don’t get chances like that nor do we get any chances at anything. I fear that our revolts can not over power the oppression of our people although my brain particularly tells me that we can do it. I set forth my good qualities so that the slave holders know that we are just as equal as them. The time to rebel is now. I feel that my narratives will inspire people. I HAVE been solicited by very many friends, to give my narrative to the public. Whatever my own judgment might be, I should yield to theirs. In compliance, therefore, with this general request, and in the hope that these pages may produce an impression favorable to my countrymen in bondage also that I may realize something from the sale of my work towards the support of a numerous family, I have committed this publication to press. I know people have had it worse than me and where treated more horribly than. does it matter how much pain some one intakes it matters how much of the pain they take in and inspires them that they do not want this sort of life and it is inhumane to be treated like this and you should be treated just as equal as every other person. Live free or Die……………………………………………………
ReplyDeleteChristina LaPlante
ReplyDeleteMy name is Frederick Douglass. I was born in 1818 in Maryland life for me as a slave. I fought the Civil Arts. Image plans with Lincoln to change the emancipate slaves out of south . Lincoln had pronounce confusion that the war would never end but it did officially when the conferdate forces defeated the union emancipation and the ending slavery was approve by passage of granted citizens. _ Frederick Douglauss
Walner Cruz
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“I am Nat Turner the man that tried to end slavery by killing plantation masters and white people. After my men and I killed the plantation masters I felt like I just defeated an entire army. On August, 22, 1831 me and my men killed 57 people with an army of 60. So today I stand by all of ya’ll to tell ya’ll that slavery wasn’t that easy for me and I went through lots of challenges in slavery. One day I though if worked my slaves harder I would make more cotton. I felt bad for the slaves and became a preacher I thought I should help the slaves so I created an army with slaves so we can defeat the white army and be as powerful as the whites. My men’s and I needed guns so we stole from the whites. I start’d my own army also because I wanted to take over the white nation and I tell ya’ll brothers and sisters to unite with me to kill all the whites and take over their land. We can be one strong nation if we complete all of our challenges. We the slaves want to end slavery because we are tired of suffering and tired of working for others. They forgot that we are humans too. Ok so slavery was difficult not only for me but for other slaves like Dred Scott who fought for his freedom by beating Sanford’s word and the Supreme Court helped Dred Scott. So we the slaves have to let the whites know that we are not their slaves because we are humans with a warrior heart! We have to represent ourselves and represent what we are and who we are. One reason I stopped making my men working hard was because I imagine myself suffering just like they were. When I go to my death I hope that all slaves be free and that we all get along.”
Slave
ReplyDeleteName: Bella Jones
Property Of: Henry O'White
I jus’ don’t unstand why da massir gots ta be so means tu me. I works hard der in dem fields, comes home and tends to dem chillins and sum times mys body ain’t got no feel’ins. By da time it’s time for me to lie on down, I’m jus as tired as da day is long. It saddens me dat I ain’t gots no pot to piss in and a windo’ to throw it out of. Seems to me that ever since the Civil war started, massir jus’ drinks mo and mo. Guess he know if Northerns wins den I’s a free gal. I wouldn’t pack a thang I’s own. I’d run on outside yell’n I’s free at last, God I’s free at last until my po’ lungs start to hurt. I’d move on tu California an sip me lemonade as I sit in da sun. So come on America, we can do it fo we are the land of the free and home of the brave. I will no longer be a slave and freely live my life until the day they bury me in my grave.
JacQueline Coston
Harriet Beecher Stowe
ReplyDelete“You’re wrong, you’re wrong and you know you’re wrong. Slavery is an abomination to the world and if I have to write 100 books to express how I feel then I will! I became a preacher to make sure my voice was heard. It was not God’s will to have these people do labor. To have them work, work and be beat. What right do we have to say what’s our property and what’s not!? Does not the same blood that runith through us runith through them? It’s a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done. I hope this Civil War brings good things. Let them African American go!! If all it takes is one war to end a lifetime of slavery then let’s do it. If it takes ten wars then we can fight them to. We need to come together and do the right thing, which is STOP slavery. “
JacQueline Coston
Ugh! im so tired of working in this hot place, Icant take it. Im a factory worker and I have been doing this job for 6 years now. Im currently 14 years old. The reason why im in this factory instead of working out in the field is because im mallado, which is half black and half white. My master thought since I was half white Icould be placed in a factory where its not so harsh working in the filed with the black folks. My mom was beaten to death by my master because she refused to have sex with him. My daddy was hung by my master's men for trying to escape and free other slaves. My life is over and I feel like there is no point in me living.
ReplyDeleteI been working in dis field for some time now. Im 18 years ol and me and my family, been por black folks our whole lives. My mama and hur mama been in dis field almost dere whole life. It hurt ta see my mom going thru dis pain knowing she pregnant by her master. My mama was raped and de sad thing is no one can help her get out of dis situation. I cry day and night but, showing my emotions wont do a darn ding. So im on a mission to free my family and get us out from dis hawt runt.
ReplyDeleteMy name is Abraham Lincoln and i was a president for four years from 1861-1865. I was born on February 12th 1809 ,my wife was called Mary Todd Lincoln,she was brought up into a very weathly family. Her parents disagreed with her marrying me because i had a poor background. Ihave four children. There names are Robert Todd Lincoln. But my son Robert Todd Lincoln was the only one who survived into adulthood. I have created a national banking system with the national banking Act 1863.
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ReplyDeleteI'm a slave ! I want to be Free and set all the slaves that work their butts off hard, I want them to be free at last no one deserves to be like this at all.But i had a plan and that was to set all of them free. i waited untill all the watchers move and out of sight where i could make my mission accomplised. i ran and ran and ran. yes i have let all my partners free. I have led them to the underground railroad where no one goes and no one can be found. alot of us had excaped and mad it to freedom.
Harriet Tubman...
ReplyDeletei am a slave i'm tired of living like this what did we do to deserve this. i'm not taking this anymore i'm not living like this anymore. and anyone or everyone who feels the same way can come with me. when all the guards went away i began on what i was out to do when i got to where they would put the slaves i told them lets go!!! it's time!! to freedom!! we ran and ran in hope that we could all make it but i wasn't done there were more slaves to be set free i ran back and forth freeing the slaves as many as i could i finished. i freed a whole bunch of slaves and they were free to live there lives without having to be forced to anything it was a great day for us EX-Slaves!!
BY Christian Mira
Slave: Ma nam is Charlie robinson, ay havbin a slave eva scince I was fiveteen year old. Now I’m tweny an now I now wat slave life is like an stuff, it down right is awful. When I was born I thought I was to be easy, just in field an pickin up stuff from da groun. Aft’a about fifteen days that there overseer gon don bwhipped the hell out o them little nigga boys, sides me. On my fifteen birthday I was sort o promotedto from da pickin to da prossesin part of da cotton trade. Wat eva dat is, all I know is to pick an process da cotton. At when I was last yea I was whipped almost every day from a new overseer name clayton, or da what he want to call him, da big boss.
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ReplyDeletei've been working on de plantation fo awhile now an its been tough me owner is very hard on us i work 13 hours on da field life is very hard i hate dis it is da same ery day nothin changes i don't want to live like dis anymor anythin we doin wrong and we get beat til we get back to how it is posed to be done me an my family suffrin but what can we do i've been poor my whole life never had nothin but dis is da way it is posed to be for us black folks
Christian Mira
Conflicted Slave Owner: John is my name, and i originally am from boston. I inherited this god for saken land from my uncle ever i herd i was going to run his 500 acre plantation i was shocked and was enraged. Enraged in how i was to be the master of over 1500 slaves, most of which have beenfreed and were brought back to da plantation due to dat stupid fugitive slavery act. Back in boston i had 5 acres of land and had two kids an a family. Here i have huge amounts of debt due to my uncles incopitence in gambling and signing with out looking problems. I'll admit slavery has some good profits now a days but for how long will it last? I'll stay and clear the debt for my cousin Clayton who said he would take over when I leave. Before I leave I will try to make this plantaion better as i can for them black folk.
ReplyDeleteYeah I’m the slave owner and I go by the name Master John. Man, living this type of life is amazing; you get the “niggers” on the field sweating their butt off bring you more money in to your pockets. Right now I’m tryin’ to keep it going, but I heard something ‘bout them people, abolitionists trying to come up with the idea of ending the slavery and tell you what if they pass the law of ended the slavery man, it’s gonna be a problem. I’m goin’ to kill ‘em ‘cause I’m making ma money an’ that is goin’ to bring ma economy down n’ man imma be broke as hell. Man, when I first ‘bout them fools trying to come up with this stupid idea I told ma whole slaves “you better work ten times more before I whoop that butt ten times worse”, them “niggers” better get the work done immediately before they pass the law. An’ I’m hopin’ they ain’t that fool to start such a problem because I’m the worse problem that they will ever cause.
ReplyDeleteI am Abraham Lincon and i cen control a big contrty.I came from apoor family and my whife cames from arich family and there was a disigriment in my marage because of that.I was a president in 1861 until 1865.I neaver wanted the slavery because i dont think anyone should be working hard and not get paid thir ouners should not beat them up and trar them bead in many ways but they should not be free too.The best think to do with the slaves is to send them back in Africa.I think thatslaves are humens too but they are not like the whites.I cen end the slavery but if i cen save the union.If i could save the union and could unslave some of the slaves i could.The most important things that i want to do is Unide the state.Ahi want to free the slaves.
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ReplyDeleteDam’ that ole M’closky always being greedy. Makn’ me dead. Is a may have been a slave but I was still treatd’ darn good. I still don’t know whys heda killed me. Was it cuz I gave dat damn wahnotee sum rum? Eh. I sure do miss my life I quite enjoyed it as a slave. But as a octodroon I was on hated because of my 1 forth black. I sure didn’t like ta have to work because of my 1 fourth black. I hope wahnotee got that damn mclosky though, messing with me cause im ¼ black. Who does he think he is. I hope that ole European George get em. But other wise. Im bye bye
wahnotee
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Chad
ReplyDeleteMy name is Nat Turner. I was born on October 2, 1800. I am an American Slave that led the slave rebellion in Virginia on August 21, 1831 that ended with a result of 56 people dying. I tried to end slavery by killing the plantation owners with my army of other slaves. Slavery was tha worst thing I could ever dream of, it was horrible and the things that the slave owners did to us. I was tired of all this mess so I told yall negro bothers that we should come together and fight this war so that we could get our freedom. We were successful in some battles but there were some that we just couldn’t fight. We needed more fire arm and we just didn’t have it. The pitch forks and wooden sticks that we used we just not good enough to finish the plantation owners off, so we lost the battle. I stopped making my men work as hard as I did because I figured that everyone was suffering as much as me in this and that wasn’t good so before I am put to death I want to be known as someone who fought for what he knew was right so that we could all get along and love each other.
Chad
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Ello ma name john Huntington and ima slave. I work inda fields of east Atlanta in the HOT sun. Man dis something you never wanna be doin, its just unfair we do all dis damn work and we ain get shit for it. We get beaten if we slow down or even to take a lil 5 min break, we gotta work consistently jus for tha better for them damn white plantation owners. I don’t see the reason of dis mess anyway. Why them white folks gotta use us poor black fellas to do their dirty work, I cant even live the life I wanted to because of all this mess. Man it really sucks, everyday I just think bout someone steppin up to take our side of this whole “slavery” thang do whats right which is to stop dis, but it seem like that aint never gonna happen
Walner Cruz
ReplyDeleteJohn Brown,
“I am John Brown the man that tried to free all slaves. I led my son and others against pro-slavery people in Pottawatome, Kansas. My sons and I were fighting pro-slavery people in “Bleeding Kansas” in 1856. About 200 people died in the Kansas fight. We had 21 men to attack Harper’s Ferry, Virginia. I thought to myself that we could’ve captured weapons at U.S. government factory. We can free some slaves and move to the Blue Ridge Mountains. My army of freedom crossed the Bridge over Potomac River. I was happy after we crossed the bridge because we were doing what we said. We have to understand that everyone needs freedom.”
Harriet Tubman
ReplyDelete"Now that i am free i must help others gain their freedom as well i must help the people who are enslaved as well and i must get justice for them and set them free. My plan is to create an underground railroad to tavel back and forth north to south to free slaves."
-Radcliffe Davis
Nat Turner
ReplyDeleteI work everyday non-stop just to make some white man richer. I was taken at my own free will and have been a slave since. I can not even get break, if I take my own will beat. These last couple of days have been weird for me; it is like I’m seeing things the clouds. They are telling something that I should do something about my life. I’m going to become a preacher at the church where all the local slaves meet so I then can plan a revolt with them, but I have to be careful because some might turn on me. The whites will never see this coming. I just killed 2 plantation owners and still going. This is great chance for army to get bigger as I give slaves a chance to fight in my army. As I get into town white people block the road and we are out ammo so we can not fight. My army leaves me, so I guess im going into hiding. Years go by not found yet, but wait someone just found me! I’m taken to prison and sentenced to death on November 11.
By Alex Camacho
Danilsa soto
ReplyDeleteJames Buchanan
i was a president when southern states began seceding from union. i began my politican cqreer in the house of representatives i was representing pennylvania.
i failed to keep the spirit of compromise and peace that filled the decade since the compromise of 1850.
i study law at lancaster, pa. and in pratice there gained a considerable reputation for my wide learning and brilliant oratory.
i never got married to somebody.
Aaron B.
ReplyDeleteHarriet Tubman
Ooh lord have mercy. I'm am finally free. after all these long years, I am free. I have went through a whole lot of stuff and seen a whole lot of horrible things. I finally see what it feels like to be free. Not always having to do so much hard work. Man I deeply despise cotton picking. I know the other slaves wish they were in my position. If I were in there position still I would want to be in my position too. No one chooses to be a slave. But, I wish we had the option to. I know this sounds crazy, and it may be so but, I am going to go back and try to free the more people because I know how much they need me right now...
Slave owner
How could I have let this happen?! I paid good money for her. How can I be outwitted by an object? I should have purchased a dumber one. Well I will just have to make do with these ones I still have. HEY YOU! (whips them) did I tell you to slow down?! Now pick up the past befor u be missin' out on feddin time. Ok so now I gotta call the police to help find escaped slave. She should be back by tomorrow. Oh wait... There she is. Hey Lucy!(my wife) She came back, get the shot gun and chains. She aint goin nowhere this time.
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ReplyDeleteDRED SCOTT
I, Dred Scott am too a freeman, I live in a free state with my master Dr. John Emerson. Where I lived slaver was illegal, so my family and I are not slaves. Yes. I was born into slavery, but things should not be this way, all who are considered slaves should be set free, because we too are humans, we too should have equal such as the whites do, we too should have the freedom to speak on our behalves. My master set me free, but when I reached the state of Missouri things changed, all my freedom faded away, I wasn’t a citizen, which means that I am not free in this state. The supreme court decided that all of the U.S and its territories are filled with slavery, me not knowing this, went to the court to fight for my freedom but because I was BLACK and was not a citizen, I had no right to sue against the state of Missouri. In the DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE, it states that “ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL”. But if that is true, why are we as blacks not included, we too are human, the only difference is the color of our skin, if they really took a look at us they will see that we are all the same, but NO!, we are like animals to them. As long as there are living blacks in this world, we will be free one day, one day we too can be free!
da name's Nat Turner. I was born in virginia in 1800. Im a slave who was choosin by God. He used me to revolt against dem white folks and to unite together under his preaches.But carefukl i had to be because Denmark Veseys slave revolt failed because his own men told whites what was goin to happen so dat dem white folks could lay easy on em. I am now hidin' from the hunters since my people were captured an killed but the truth is dat if i get caught, i will not care because i died for the same cause that Christ died,to save his people.I am sure that there are newspapers that show my search. I just believed that slavery was wrong and that God choose me to do something about it and if it took 57 white men to be killed with my army of 60 then so be it to attempt freedom. All i remembered is of my apiphanys of battles which meant that i had to rebel and fight mines.
ReplyDeletesouce:http://www.historybuff.com/library/refslave.html,A Nation Divided: Chester Nat Turner
Yup. De name be George Cauliflower. All these good for nothing negroes are actually a goo help on this hea plantation. I wouldn’t give up my plantation for nuthin in this world. I ain’t likin this abolitionist idea. These abolitionist are ruining everything. First of all it twas the escaping slaves. Then the thundering revolts. Now the states are voting if dey gunna be a slave state or Free State. Gosh darn it I thank the lord that aint In no free state. My plantation services everythin I love and I want. Its great not doing any work. The slaves enjoy working and having a cozy home. They gotta great deeaal hea.
ReplyDeleteBut I aint got nuthin to worry bout. Cuz’ my over seerers will handle them slave that try to escape or try anything funny. I love my life and I aint gott time to talk to yall niggers so.. I aint gunna waste my time any mo.
In 1840 my father Ben was manumitted he release from slavery at the age of forty five but his owner thought my father was close to fifty five. In 1844 I got married to a free black men named johnTubman after my married I change my name to Araminta. I try to escaped from slave I adopted my mother name. I remember when I was a child I got beating badly my master thrown a heavy metal. But it hit a other slave. In 1849 I escaped in Philadelphia and I return to Maryland to save my family.
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ReplyDeleteYerrp! Jus finished workin on dat dang field. I work for da man, meanin da rich white man dat is. We aint treated reallay like people out hea, but mo’ like property. Me no like it maself, but thea aint nutin I can do bout it. In ma eyes I gots too choices. Stay on this yeer field, workin, nd getting beat when it aint dun right. Or… run away nd hope I make it North up thea. Nope this hea is wea people like me are told we blong, its ight do ima get outta hea one day. One day ill b free yesser!
-Jazzmyn B.
James Buchanan
ReplyDelete"I was the 15th President of the United States from 1857–1861. I represented Pennsylvania in the House of Representatives and later the Senate, and served as Secretary of State, looking for the Democratic presidential nomination in 1844, 1848, and 1852,I was nominated in the election of 1856 as a compromise between the two sides of the slavery issue."
*I was only president from the state of Pennsylvania and the only president to have never married.*
-Rochellie Baez
My hands suree is a hurtin. My back hurt too. Hurt workin dese fields hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after dreadful year. Massa Arnold say he don’t like when I be actin all lazy and shiftless, I apologize but in my mind I wish he wasn’t so controlling. He is betta then any other massa I ever had but to be honest, I wish I dint have one at all. Damn dis dark skin and rough hair. I wanna be just like misus Arnold. Her hair is soft and blond, her as eyes as blue as the ocean. Us slaves will neva eva be so purty. None of us slaves will eva be as free as her eder. I close my eyes and pretend I could walk in her shoes. A visual comes but before it even gets in color, Massa Arnold pulls out da whip and tells me to move on yonder down the cotton fields. I dink about protestin but correct myself. I could jus follow my old pal up the trail to the north. His good old friend Harriet taught him da way before she died all dreadful and slow. I get my thangs and kiss my daughter goodbye. I gotsa leave. “I’ll come back to you doll” I whisper, but she can’t hear me. She sleeps as still and dear as an angel. I is scurred but I can’t let dis git in da way of my precious freedom! Once da north wins dis civil war, I’ll be free to be an individual. First thang imam do is git my little darling Ebony back, if sill ever remember me.
ReplyDeleteNAME: CHRISTIAN GIROD
ReplyDeleteTOPIC: PLANTATION OWNER
In the south is where we made a living compare to the north. The United States government support slavery because the economy of the south. Between 1790 and 1860 the amount of cotton slaves grew in the south from a thousand tins a year to 1 million tons a year. The plantations also grew from half a million to 4 million. Slaves became legal to import in 1808. This made it better for us plantation owners to become successful. An other plantation owner like me, john hope Franklin estimates that a quarter of a million slaves were illegally imported before the civil war began in 1861. Slaves ran away from my plantation such as in 1822 a free black man named Denmark Vesey tried to launch a revolt in South Carolina, but he was caught and later hanged. Other slaves ran away. Each year during the 1850’s thousands of slaves escaped into the north and over the boarder to Canada. Whites also helped slaves to escape. This made us lose money. In the north plantations they to be unsuccessful compare to the north. About 130,000 free black in 1830. Twenty years later there were 200,000. Many of them stayed and worked. There was also a slave named Fredrick Douglass was born into a slave, he learned to read and write and later escape into the north at the age of twenty one. He also became the most famous black man.
I live during this time and I feel disrespected and mistreated. My children have to go threw this. They have be a slave they have to do the job for other people with no pay and very little food. I don’t want them to go threw slavery I don’t want my children be mistreated for the rest of there lives. I will escape with my children in my hand. I will go threw the bitter cold days with nothing on my feet to get of this to be free. I live in peace now I and my children won’t have to be a slave bought and sold. They are coming; I will kill my children then mine. I will sacrifice our life just so that we won’t have to go threw slavery. I killed my daughter and failed to kill myself and the rest.
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