Forgive me, Adebayo Folami, for writing this narrative as a sense of empathy for the acts which we the slaves of the slave trade experienced during the times of Zachary Taylor. I apologize not because of the miseries we underwent but because I demand respect from both the perpetrators of the slave trade and you my people of Yoruba land. By the terrors of the trade, I got separated from my family and the tight connections and love I enjoyed in my motherland. My narrative is sensible and seeks your pardon to address you in a literary text devoid of pretense but intent to preach the gospel of the circumstances underlying the injustices committed to our African forefathers. Moreover, this script lives to give …show more content…
Take note that the clothing got distributed based on the amount of labor performed by the wearer. However, the children of the slaves went undressed for ages until they were adolescents old enough to perform the farm or household chores. I remember vividly that Adebayo, the son to Abioye used to tie Adioye’s torn clothes around his privates just to look presentable before the masters. One unfortunate incidence in the house of Master Christopher was when one of the overseers of the farmers, Mr. Degory slashed the head of Obaye, a female slave working at the main house. Mr. Degory was always a miserable drunkard and savage monster who gave no value to the human life. He used to whip and injure the slaves at the farm that always got him into problems with the manager. Mr. Christopher even threatened to one day whip him to death if he did not control his wickedness but that never came to pass since the two always were birds of the same feather. On very many occasions Mr. Degory woke me up with whips as he took pleasure in doing it. At times he would tie me up the wooden post inside the room and strip me naked before whipping me till I got literally wounded and covered with blood. The louder I used to shout, the harder he used to cane my painful