It was a nice sunny day on the plantation in Maryland. Frederick Douglass was a young slave who has been living and working here his whole life. He didn’t know anything else but work, violence, and sadness. It wasn’t until he was notified that he was going to be leaving the plantation and going to work in Baltimore that he was filled with excitement and happiness. He had never been to there before, but he had heard good things about it. He wasn’t going to Baltimore to be set free, he was going to there to work for his new slave owners. Would they be nice? He already knew the answer to that. No. All of his other slave owners had mean mean, cruel, and violent. What made these people any different. His hope started flickering on and off but even after all of that he knew that the Auld’s weren’t going to be nice.
Frederick finally got to sunny, beautiful Baltimore with the same thoughts he had before he left. Were the Auld’s going to be nice? That thought now disappeared as Frederick started walking towards the Auld’s house. He started seeing many free African Americans. He had never seen any free black men and women where he used to live. He finally started to get hope about being free. “Hello, you must be Frederick! How are you? Please come in.” said Mrs. Auld. How was this possible? Did they hear his prayers, his wishes? How is this possible? “This can’t be possible! This isn’t right! They can’t be nice, they’re slave owners!” said Frederick Douglass in his head. And then all he could do was smile & nod his head. He knew he couldn’t talk to his slave owners.
Frederick Douglass was now living in the Auld’s beautiful house & and working for his new slave owners. Mrs. Auld was definitely the nicer slave owner. One rainy day, Frederick was working when Mrs. Auld came up to him with a book and sat next to him and asked,”Do you know how to read?” He then replied with a shake of the head. She then started teaching him how to read. He was very grateful for her kindness. In his head he started thinking; who were these people? None of my other slave owners did this for me, why are they? Whatever it was he was very grateful for Mrs. Auld’s kindness. She continued to teach him, and asked him,” Do you know this letter? Frederick then replied with a nod of the head. She then started teaching him the ABC’s and after she started teaching some words. He was very happy learning how to read especially having Mrs. Auld teaching him. But like good things, this didn’t last. Mr. Auld got involved.