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Own Slave Ship Story - Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave

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Sid Rai English Haske Slave Ship of the Seas The biggest monstrosity I had ever witnessed towered over a river of other toweled heads walking down the golden beach with the strong smell of fresh fish and salt blowing in the western winds. It was bigger than the biggest fishing and carrier boat on the majestic rivers that flowed through our farmland. These white men came and robbed us. They robbed us from our families, our friends, and our land. I had heard stories about them taking people away to work someplace else, but never heard about someone who came back to tell the story. We all walked in a bunch of disorderly lines all heading in the general direction of the elegant monsters. Nobody was tied down, and every now and then, either a white man on a horse would ride past, or one of our own darker skinned people would bark orders at us. Traitors. All of them. How could they turn against their own people, their own brothers and sisters? I had the sudden urge to lash out and strike these traitors down, but I knew better. ...read more.

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The monster creaked, and my first instinct was to panic. I thought that the monster was eating us, and now digesting us. These white men fed us to the monster to keep it happy, such where the stories being told around me. But after what seemed many seasons, we were, in groups of about 10-20 people, allowed to step onto the deck and realize that this was not a monster, but something called a 'ship'. The white men where somewhat nicer than those darker skinned devils, calling them selves 'local' guards, in the sense that they gave heart warming smiles and quick, precise instructions to their juniors in such a sweet tongue that none of us understood. This admiration stirred up a sense of anxiety to what was waiting in store for us. The water riding was not a new experience for many of us, as we would frequently lie down on our boat and wait for the fish to get caught in our nets. The most part of the first day was spent exchanging stories of the predicted future, wondering about our fate and thinking about our families. ...read more.

Conclusion

None of us got, what we called, water sickness, now better known as sea sickness, with the exception of a few who couldn't handle the sudden rise and falls so often. Having to eat semi-alive fish was just not humane. But we had nothing else. We were informed by the local uniformed guards that sicknesses such as measles and chicken pox had started spreading on other ships. This was enough information for us to start a protest again and leave the ships at once, but again, we where quickly silenced by the cracks of the whips. The whips. We used them to control animals. They were using it to control us. I had already, by that time, started to hate the idea and thoughts of slavery. Such was my hate, I'd rather have been a horse or goat or cow rather than be a human slave. Such was my hate that I'd rather be slaughtered in a slaughter house than to be a slave. Such was my hate. We were allowed less frequently onto the decks, and whenever we did go up, more and more 'ships' came into sight more often. I knew that this was it. After seasons of staying in that monster, it was all about to get worse. Word Count: 1169 ...read more.

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