The bright sun was beating down on my neck. One sweat droplet after the next poured down my body superfluously. Despite the pain that ached through my muscles and bones, I worked on. I lifted the hoe and pushed it through the soil time after time. Cotton plants went miles in each direction, it was all that I could see. Other men, women, and children surrounded me, all longing for the same thing, freedom. But for me, freedom couldn’t be closer. Today was the day that I was hopefully going to escape the austere setting that I have lived in, and finally find the freedom that I have longed for all my life. “Who are the children dressed in blue, they must be the ones who made it through.” (Slave Songs) Harriet Tubman and other slaves working
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Nothing but silence filled the air, and I waited for the right time to make the move. After about one hour, it was well into twilight, I gathered the little things that I had. A picture of my parents, and a locket my mom gave me before she died. I furtively snuck out of the door and went on my way. As I was walking into the gloomy woods that surrounded the plantation, I forgot where to go. “Now the river bank makes a mighty good road, The dead trees will show you the way.” (Slave Songs) I sang in my head. “That’s it!” I exclaimed. “I have to go North to get to the first house.”
I continued walking, and heard a strange sound coming from the distance. It sounds like footsteps, but they are so benign I can’t tell. I shrug it off and keep walking. As the noises continued, I quickly hid under a few bushes. “Hail, oh hail, ye happy spirits, Death no more shall make you fear, Grief nor sorrow, pain nor anguish, Shall no more distress you there.” (Tubman) A voice was nearing and I instantaneously recognized the voice. It was Harriet Tubman! I know that song too. It means that it’s safe for me to leave hiding. As Harriet Tubman passed by my bush, I ascended from the ground and met her. “Dear child, how long have you been down there?’’ Harriet asked
Nothing but silence filled the air, and I waited for the right time to make the move. After about one hour, it was well into twilight, I gathered the little things that I had. A picture of my parents, and a locket my mom gave me before she died. I furtively snuck out of the door and went on my way. As I was walking into the gloomy woods that surrounded the plantation, I forgot where to go. “Now the river bank makes a mighty good road, The dead trees will show you the way.” (Slave Songs) I sang in my head. “That’s it!” I exclaimed. “I have to go North to get to the first house.”
I continued walking, and heard a strange sound coming from the distance. It sounds like footsteps, but they are so benign I can’t tell. I shrug it off and keep walking. As the noises continued, I quickly hid under a few bushes. “Hail, oh hail, ye happy spirits, Death no more shall make you fear, Grief nor sorrow, pain nor anguish, Shall no more distress you there.” (Tubman) A voice was nearing and I instantaneously recognized the voice. It was Harriet Tubman! I know that song too. It means that it’s safe for me to leave hiding. As Harriet Tubman passed by my bush, I ascended from the ground and met her. “Dear child, how long have you been down there?’’ Harriet asked