Working at the house

Oyeladun - Life in the Americas

This place is a sugar plantation. I weave and dye cloth with the white mistress and two other slaves whose words I don't understand. I remember my mother when I work. The white mistress is not like the white men but still hits us if we are slow or make a mistake. The white men watch - I fear them.

I am relieved I am not in the fields. I hear the white man called the overseer shout and beat the men and women. They weaken everyday - some have died already.