Sam Gillespie- Slavery Story Board

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  • Glenn, you need to stop thinking so negatively.
  • I have an idea... meet me at nightfall...
  • Why are you so blue today Glenn?
  • I'll never be able to properly marry you Chantel. Not with such a high risk of being sold...
  • How could I not be negative when I can't marry the women I love, or have children without them being born into slavery?
  • Are you aware of the punishment we could face for being caught?! Norther's can't protect us either, they could land themselves in trouble because of the Fugitive Slave Law.
  • We can runaway from this all, Northern life isn't too far away. Only a few states up.
  • Isn't it worth it to be happy?
  • We'd been caught.. Our master immediately noticed our absence and called for a slave catcher. The dogs had picked up our scent, and since we hadn't gotten far, it was easier then I thought to find us. It was time to head back to the plantation, and face immense punishment for running away.
  • Our master was not the most forgiving on us.. He was filthy rich, and owned a large plantation. We were all replaceable. He sold Glenn into the much deeper south. As for me, I was whipped. Multiple slashes across the back disciplined me enough into not running away again. I spent the rest of my days inside the house, my owner could keep a better eye on me that way. Although Glenn and I were miles upon miles apart. That was not the end of us...
  • Glenn and I had connections, we wrote to each other, and kept it secret. We were lucky because we were educated... Glenn had told me to consider myself lucky. After seeing life and living it in the deep south, he realized that your relationship with your master depended obviously on them, but also the size of their plantation. The larger the plantation, the worse the living conditions and relationships are...
  • Glenn also told me about the planter aristocracy, and the social class of white plantation owners. He told me that the larger your plantation, not only did you have more slaves, but you also had a higher social title. The planatation Glenn was on was an example of a plantation owner who had a high social status. Apparently, very few whites actually owned many slaves. An average plantation owner only had a few. I wish we could say we belonged to an average plantation owner... And I sure wish we could say we belonged to ourselves...
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