Dear Journal,
Today is my first day in the army. Things aren't going to good, i see people dying left and right and every time i turn around. I hear them all talking, saying that i will probably will be the next to die, since I'm the only African American here. But they found a loophole for me and I also believe that the southerns didn’t think we would fine but we are smarter then they give us credit for. I have been through hell and back and i am just now got free from slavery. Something that no human should ever go through. I look around at the fellow soldiers and see how the army doesn't affect them at all and then i see some who have families and want to go home safe to them, to watch their kids grow older to experience life in all ways, and they want to see it. There are very few men here that are like me here, because the planters and owers of enslaved blacks were afraid that they would turn the armamnets on the planters and lead an insurrection against slavery. We were to go where no man has gone before, and of course they would sick us in front. They yelled at us to be the first in line( in case of a bombing or attack). I still hear the man yellin my name.
AAAAADDDDDAAAAAMMMMM!!!!!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
September 25,1755
Dear Journal,
I have been through some really rough times, I am a new man fresh out of slavery. The grass is so much greener on the other side. I am not saying that my family did not treat me good but i remember when I was growing up and saw my mother beaten and raped everyday and my father would not be able to do a thing about it, except sit there and hear her cry. I was to young to understand why the white folk did what they did. It makes no since in my mind. When i grew older into a young man, i was about twelve years old, i was sold for the first time away from my only family. The family was very nice family that gave me a clean place to live and good food to eat. But they soon ran out of money and became very poor they sold me again at the age of twenty-two. This new family was about twenty miles south of my previous family and they were nothing like them. Every day things would get worst,from the children spitting on me to the wife slaping me. This is the one family that i will never be able to forget, no human could ever. I was told to call the man of the house sir and was never to speak to his friends when they would come over. If i did then there would be no food for me for day at a time. Even if they would say something to me, I was in the wrong. I was to do what i was told when i was told and never step out of line. I remember doing this once when the mrs. lost her diamond ring, of couse the only black man was accused. I thank the lord every day for months for the day that i would be free. My chance was now, to join the army.
I have been through some really rough times, I am a new man fresh out of slavery. The grass is so much greener on the other side. I am not saying that my family did not treat me good but i remember when I was growing up and saw my mother beaten and raped everyday and my father would not be able to do a thing about it, except sit there and hear her cry. I was to young to understand why the white folk did what they did. It makes no since in my mind. When i grew older into a young man, i was about twelve years old, i was sold for the first time away from my only family. The family was very nice family that gave me a clean place to live and good food to eat. But they soon ran out of money and became very poor they sold me again at the age of twenty-two. This new family was about twenty miles south of my previous family and they were nothing like them. Every day things would get worst,from the children spitting on me to the wife slaping me. This is the one family that i will never be able to forget, no human could ever. I was told to call the man of the house sir and was never to speak to his friends when they would come over. If i did then there would be no food for me for day at a time. Even if they would say something to me, I was in the wrong. I was to do what i was told when i was told and never step out of line. I remember doing this once when the mrs. lost her diamond ring, of couse the only black man was accused. I thank the lord every day for months for the day that i would be free. My chance was now, to join the army.
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