Field Slave Life

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My life as a field slave Being a slave in North Carolina is difficult. I am a field slave so I work from sunrise until sunset. I have 2 kids, a boy and a girl. Even my small children were not offered any time off these long work hours. We have one day off a week to do personal chores which is Sunday. I was offered Christmas off from work which gives me time to take care my garden at home. As slaves we get treated poorly. Many slave owners did not provide good clothing for their slaves or the slave’s family. My owner rarely gave me meat or fish and I am only given rags as clothing. Many slaves, like myself, live in small stick houses with dirt floors. My house has cracks in the walls that let in cold air and a just a hole that is my window. Many slave owners were not concerned about our health. They were more worried about how much profit we make them. We were allowed to get married only knowing that our owner had the right to sell me or my husband any time they wanted. Having children while being a field slave is definently hard. When you are pregnant you must work until you are in labor. My two kids work for my owner and once they are eighteen they can be sol when my owner wishes. When I work out in the field I have an overseer, my overseer watches me and has permission to whip me if I slow down on any of my jobs. We have no …show more content…

I am being sold like some kind of animal. I also have to remember that I am not being sold because I am a bad slave, but because my owner is dying and wants me to make sure I get put in good hands before she leaves. I am more grateful than other slaves that get killed because no one wants them. It is going to be hard to adapt to a new owner's rules after twelve years with different rules. He is bringing me to his house. I wish he would give me a second to say goodbye to my old owner. I yelled out at my owner “I am so grateful for my 12 years with you! I will surely miss you!” This brought her to

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