Slavery Experience

During this time, it was extremely knew to me to witness the African people brought into this country as slaves. Men, women and children of all ages were treated as domestic animals: no pay, no freedom. In the vile of cases, families were separated because the owner wanted to sell them. This was my first experience with selling and buying people and I was not impressed. The louder I objected, the more enemies I made. People did not like to hear about their faults and powerful people did not like to be objected. The slaves were normally kidnapped from their villages and sold to slave traders. Slaves were packed in tight ships with no sunlight. They were packed in lying down and had nearly no room to move. If they were lucky, they would be stored …show more content…
The weekend was the only time the slaves got off unless they got behind on their work during the week days. If they got behind on work, they would be forced to work on the weekend. The slaves of the master's house didn't often get the weekend off and instead worked every day. Some slaves were allowed to have children while others were not. The children who were born from slave parents were automatically branded slaves. At the age of three they were sometimes ordered to do petty tasks such as picking up garbage. Throughout a slave's life, they were always working. Slave owners felt it was their right to beat their slaves when they felt like it. To understand why slave owners would so easily harm another human being has its roots in racism. Most of the slave owners were white and their slaves were often of dark skin. Also, the black slaves may not speak the language of the white people. When the white people try to talk to them, the slaves will not know how to respond since they don't understand the language. The white people then think that the black people are just plain stupid and need someone to guide them. This is just one of the ways the slave owners justify their …show more content…
They raised numerous varieties of corn, beans, and squashes, but their primary supply of meat came from hunting. Deer, bear, and woodland buffalo were their prey. I was thankful for being able to find them. At first, I was observing from the distance but after a while I realized they were aware of my presence and invited me to join them. In my most humble way, I tried not to offend them, walking slowly, not making any surprised movements and keeping my eyes on the ground. They welcomed me in their group where I learned these people were the reason I was brought here. The tribes had magic: strong Earth magic and they were accepting it as is. It was thrilling to me to find a group of people, people that were considered savages, who practiced magic and listened to their inner self. These Indians were a proud nation. I spent most of my time between healing in the village, helping the “Negros” or talking to the