EPI 2017 - HISTOIRE - ANGLAIS - 4A 4C
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After two months of hell on the slave ship, I arrived in America.<br />
I was sold to master Arnold Wood. He already had a lot of slaves.<br />
He lived in a big farm. When we arrived, I saw a slave who was<br />
whipped to death and when I asked to another slave who worked on<br />
the plantation, he told me that it was his punishment. I was<br />
speechless. I saw him. He suffered and his wrists were tied to a tree.<br />
A white man didn‟t stop whipping him. It‟s where I would pass the rest of my life. It made already three weeks<br />
that I was imprisoned here. In the morning, I woke up at dawn, and in the evening, I slept at sunset. I didn‟t feel<br />
right here. I didn‟t have the taste from life, no taste for anything. I was considered as a machine for work. I<br />
suffered very much.<br />
That morning, my master told me to work on the plantation.<br />
The job was rough. It had been a long time that I was doing the<br />
same thing. It was hot, I had a headache and my heart beat faster.<br />
I was thirty! I must drink. Without thinking, I ran to the guard<br />
who passed by, asking for water. He responded that I was not<br />
worthy to his cold water. The look in his eyes when he responded<br />
me always stayed in my head. He laughed at me. It was too much.<br />
When he insulted me, I shot my pick above his head. He screamed, and ten men arrived. I didn‟t have time to<br />
escape because three guards caught me, tied me up and punched me. I was helpless. When I got up, the slaves<br />
and the white men surrounded me. I was in the middle of their attention, tied up on the chair. A man spoke:<br />
« It would be a lesson for everybody»<br />
He approached me and he whipped me cruelly.<br />
« You are only meat for the dogs, you are a nigger, an animal, you don’t deserve to live”<br />
Silence. And I felt a blade under my skin. I screamed! He engraved something in my back. It hurt so badly when<br />
he did it for a few minutes. At the end, he released me and he went back. He had written: SLAVE.<br />
Some women lifted me and brought me to their houses. They treated me because I suffered. They put me in bed.<br />
It hurt so much. After many hours of suffering, I slept. During the rest of my slave‟s life, I never spoke. I always<br />
did my job.<br />
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