She treated me the way she supposed that one human being treat another. very kindly began to teach me the abcs.but the her husband found out what she was doing and told her not to teach me anymore. it was against the law to teach a slave to read. he said "A slave should only know how to obey his master, nothing more. If you teach him to read, he will be discontented and unhappy, and he will be of no use as a salve." My mistress then began to obey her husband. She finally became more violent in her opposition to my reading than her husband. but from that moment, I understood the pathway to freedom, to freedom
When was sent on errands, I always took my book. used to carry bread with me. Enough of it was always in the house and I was always as welcome to it. I had more bread than some of the poor white children in the neighborhood. This bread I used to give to these hungry children and they, in return, would give me the valuable bread of knowledge, With their help, I finally succeeded in learning to read. I would sometimes talk with them about slavery. I would say, myou will be free as soon as you are 21 40 years old, but I am a ave for life, Do l not have the same right to be free you?" These words used to trouble thern. They would express for me the and console me with the hope that something greatest sympathy would occur so that I might be free one day The more I read, the more I began to detests my enslavers. They were 45 just a band of successful robbers who had left their homes, gone to Africa, stolen us from our homes, and in a strange land, reduced us to slavery. I hated them as the meanest and most evil of men. I would sometimes feel that learning had been a bad thing for me and not a good thing. had given me the understanding of my terrible but so the remedy 6 often wished beast, anything, just to make me stop thinking. often found myself regretting my own existence and wishing myself dead. Without the hope of being free, l have no doubt that I would have killed myself or done something that would have made others kill me. One day got one of the city newspapers, I read an article about from the North praying for the end of slavery. From this time on t broke upon me. decided to run away to the Nonh.
เธอถือฉันวิธีเธอควรรักษามนุษย์ที่หนึ่งอีก เริ่มมากกรุณามาสอน abcs.but การสามีของเธอพบสิ่งที่เธอทำ และบอกว่า เธอไม่มาสอนอีกต่อไป มันก็ผิดกฎหมายสอนเป็นทาสอ่าน เขากล่าวว่า "เป็นทาสเท่านั้นควรทราบวิธีการเชื่อฟังของเขาไม่มีอะไรหลัก เพิ่มเติม ถ้าคุณสอนเขาอ่าน จะ discontented และเศร้า และจะไม่ใช้เป็นยาบรรเทา" ผู้เป็นที่รักของฉันแล้วเริ่มเชื่อฟังสามีของเธอ เธอก็เป็นความรุนแรงมากในการต่อต้านของเธอไปอ่านกว่าสามีของเธอ แต่จากช่วงเวลานั้น เข้าใจทางเดินเพื่อเสรีภาพ เสรีภาพWhen was sent on errands, I always took my book. used to carry bread with me. Enough of it was always in the house and I was always as welcome to it. I had more bread than some of the poor white children in the neighborhood. This bread I used to give to these hungry children and they, in return, would give me the valuable bread of knowledge, With their help, I finally succeeded in learning to read. I would sometimes talk with them about slavery. I would say, myou will be free as soon as you are 21 40 years old, but I am a ave for life, Do l not have the same right to be free you?" These words used to trouble thern. They would express for me the and console me with the hope that something greatest sympathy would occur so that I might be free one day The more I read, the more I began to detests my enslavers. They were 45 just a band of successful robbers who had left their homes, gone to Africa, stolen us from our homes, and in a strange land, reduced us to slavery. I hated them as the meanest and most evil of men. I would sometimes feel that learning had been a bad thing for me and not a good thing. had given me the understanding of my terrible but so the remedy 6 often wished beast, anything, just to make me stop thinking. often found myself regretting my own existence and wishing myself dead. Without the hope of being free, l have no doubt that I would have killed myself or done something that would have made others kill me. One day got one of the city newspapers, I read an article about from the North praying for the end of slavery. From this time on t broke upon me. decided to run away to the Nonh.
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