Frederick Douglass: a new Chapter

Frederick Douglass: a new Chapter
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  • Frederick Douglass was an African American that was born into slavery. Douglass worked long hours as a young boy on a large plantation in Maryland. He was given little time to play, sleep, and eat. His life changed drastically at the age of 7 or 8, when he was sent to Baltimore to work for the Auld family. At the port of Baltimore there was lots of people entering and leaving from all over. Most African Americans were free just like white people. Life for Douglass was going to be better here, with a higher chance of freedom. When Douglass arrived to Baltimore he was astonished on how everything was so different here then back at the plantation. He quickly then darted over to the Auld’s to meet them. When he arrives Mrs. Auld treat him very kindly. “Hello Frederick, I’m Mrs. Auld,” Mrs. Auld spoke. Douglass didn’t know how to react to this gentle behavior. A couple days later, Mrs. Auld calls Douglass over and asks, “Frederick dear, have you ever learned to read?” He shook his head no. “Well.” She spoke slightly surprised, “Here’s a good place to start the ABC’s.” After Douglass’s first lesson he was determined to keep learning to read. Days and weeks passed and Douglass was evolving tremendously on his skill in literature.
  • Until one day, Mr. Auld caught them during one of their lessons. “What is this?!” He yelled in shock. “Mrs. Auld dear you can’t teach him to read! It will make him unfit to be a slave!” Mr. Auld said as he raised his voice. “This silly learning to read thing is over, and I don’t want to hear another word about it. Frederick report to your room immediately.” He said very firmly to Douglass. Douglass obeyed and headed to his room. All the sudden it felt like a cold heavy rock had taken this his dream and crushed it into a million pieces. He had a million thoughts in his head at once but mainly this question, why wasn’t he allowed to read? He thought about the words Mr. Auld had spoken to him. “It will make him an unfit slave…” replayed in Douglass’s head over and over that night. He thought hard about it and then it hit him. Learning to read was the pathway to freedom! “Freedom…” He spoke to himself just under a whisper he repeated to himself. The next morning Mrs. Auld became very strict and impatience with Douglass. He was very confused on why he was treated like this because he had done nothing wrong. Mrs. Auld would often yell at him and treat him like property and not like a human being. One afternoon Mrs. Auld came up to Douglass, “Listen here boy, go pick up my hat from the shop right now! Time is money little boy. Time is money!” She ordered to him, and then gave him a little kick. Douglass hurried out the door, worried if he didn’t come back soon he would be punished.
  • Douglass set off to the shop he went very fast, not stopping to even make eye contact with anyone. He soon got shop, the cashier greeted Douglass with a warm smile. “Hello dear, anything I can help you with?” Douglass replied with “Hi, I’m here to pick up a hat for Mrs. Auld.” She replied with, “ah yes, it's in the back let me go get that for you.” Douglass nodded and then went to the front of the store and looked at the clothing. Douglass then looked out the window to see a young white boy playing by himself in an alley. He stared at him, the boy was very skinny and his clothes were worn. “Oh dear!” The cashier said holding the hat box, Douglass was startled and he turned around and said to her, “thank you so much.” The cashier nodded and handed him the box, “Have a nice day!” She said as he left. Douglass then went over to the young boy. “Hello…” Douglass said shyly. “Hi….” The other boy said, confused on what Douglass wanted. The boy threw a ball at the wall and had it bounce back to him, over and over again. “Um.. what are you doing?” Douglass asked. “Oh well nothing really, my mother just told me to come out and play till dinner was ready.” The boy replied as he threw the ball some more. “Well.. do you go to school?” Douglass asked. “Yeah, of course! Everyone goes to school. Do you think I’m stupid or something?” The boy responded. Douglass then looked at the boy’s book on the ground, and thought this was the perfect opportunity to learn to read again, so he lied to the boy. “Oh.. well I forgot my book at my school. Is it okay if I look at your’s?” Douglass asked. The boy’s stomach then rawred. “I’ll give you a piece of bread…” Douglass said holding it out in front of him. “Okay deal,” he handed Douglass the book and he munched on the piece of bread. Douglass put the hat box down and sat next to the boy looking at the book. He could pick out the words he knew from his lessons from Mrs. Auld but many of them he wasn’t sure of. “Hey do you need some help? The look on your face seems like you are struggling a bit.” The boy said as he looked over at Douglass after finishing his bread piece. “Yeah, could you help me a bit?” Douglass said. “Sure.” The boy said and he began teaching Douglass to read. Douglass headed home after the boy went in for dinner. Mrs. Auld was not appeased by how long it took him, she kicked him and told him to go to his room. He obeyed and went upstairs and sat on his bed, he thought about how much he had learned. Douglass then realized that this was his new plan to freedom. Years later he fully developed the skill, he began reading novels and books. Douglass never gave up on his hopes and dreams on learning to read, maybe someday it will pay off and he will escape.
  • Douglass set off to the shop he went very fast, not stopping to even make eye contact with anyone. He soon got shop, the cashier greeted Douglass with a warm smile. “Hello dear, anything I can help you with?” Douglass replied with “Hi, I’m here to pick up a hat for Mrs. Auld.” She replied with, “ah yes, it's in the back let me go get that for you.” Douglass nodded and then went to the front of the store and looked at the clothing. Douglass then looked out the window to see a young white boy playing by himself in an alley. He stared at him, the boy was very skinny and his clothes were worn. “Oh dear!” The cashier said holding the hat box, Douglass was startled and he turned around and said to her, “thank you so much.” The cashier nodded and handed him the box, “Have a nice day!” She said as he left. Douglass then went over to the young boy. “Hello…” Douglass said shyly. “Hi….” The other boy said, confused on what Douglass wanted. The boy threw a ball at the wall and had it bounce back to him, over and over again. “Um.. what are you doing?” Douglass asked. “Oh well nothing really, my mother just told me to come out and play till dinner was ready.” The boy replied as he threw the ball some more. “Well.. do you go to school?” Douglass asked. “Yeah, of course! Everyone goes to school. Do you think I’m stupid or something?” The boy responded. Douglass then looked at the boy’s book on the ground, and thought this was the perfect opportunity to learn to read again, so he lied to the boy. “Oh.. well I forgot my book at my school. Is it okay if I look at your’s?” Douglass asked. The boy’s stomach then rawred. “I’ll give you a piece of bread…” Douglass said holding it out in front of him. “Okay deal,” he handed Douglass the book and he munched on the piece of bread. Douglass put the hat box down and sat next to the boy looking at the book. He could pick out the words he knew from his lessons from Mrs. Auld but many of them he wasn’t sure of. “Hey do you need some help? The look on your face seems like you are struggling a bit.” The boy said as he looked over at Douglass after finishing his bread piece. “Yeah, could you help me a bit?” Douglass said. “Sure.” The boy said and he began teaching Douglass to read. Douglass headed home after the boy went in for dinner. Mrs. Auld was not appeased by how long it took him, she kicked him and told him to go to his room. He obeyed and went upstairs and sat on his bed, he thought about how much he had learned. Douglass then realized that this was his new plan to freedom. Years later he fully developed the skill, he was inspired to teach other slaves to read. Douglass never gave up on his hopes and dreams on learning to read, maybe someday it will pay off and he will escape. Click To Edit Douglass set off to the shop he went very fast, not stopping to even make eye contact with anyone. He soon got shop, the cashier greeted Douglass with a warm smile. “Hello dear, anything I can help you with?” Douglass replied with “Hi, I’m here to pick up a hat for Mrs. Auld.” She replied with, “ah yes, it's in the back let me go get that for you.” Douglass nodded and then went to the front of the store and looked at the clothing. Douglass then looked out the window to see a young white boy playing by himself in an alley. He stared at him, the boy was very skinny and his clothes were worn. “Oh dear!” The cashier said holding the hat box, Douglass was startled and he turned around and said to her, “thank you so much.” The cashier nodded and handed him the box, “Have a nice day!” She said as he left. Douglass then went over to the young boy. “Hello…” Douglass said shyly. “Hi….” The other boy said, confused on what Douglass wanted. The boy threw a ball at the wall and had it bounce back to him, over and over again. “Um.. what are you doing?” Douglass asked. “Oh well nothing really, my mother just told me to come out and play till dinner was ready.” The boy replied as he threw the ball some more. “Well.. do you go to school?” Douglass asked. “Yeah, of course! Everyone goes to school. Do you think I’m stupid or something?” The boy responded. Douglass then looked at the boy’s book on the ground, and thought this was the perfect opportunity to learn to read again, so he lied to the boy. “Oh.. well I forgot my book at my school. Is it okay if I look at your’s?” Douglass asked. The boy’s stomach then rawred. “I’ll give you a piece of bread…” Douglass said holding it out in front of him. “Okay deal,” he handed Douglass the book and he munched on the piece of bread. Douglass put the hat box down and sat next to the boy looking at the book. He could pick out the words he knew from his lessons from Mrs. Auld but many of them he wasn’t sure of. “Hey do you need some help? The look on your face seems like you are struggling a bit.” The boy said as he looked over at Douglass after finishing his bread piece. “Yeah, could you help me a bit?” Douglass said. “Sure.” The boy said and he began teaching Douglass to read. Douglass headed home after the boy went in for dinner. Mrs. Auld was not appeased by how long it took him, she kicked him and told him to go to his room. He obeyed and went upstairs and sat on his bed, he thought about how much he had learned. Douglass then realized that this was his new plan to freedom. Years later he fully developed the skill, he was inspired to teach other slaves to read. Douglass never gave up on his hopes and dreams on learning to read, maybe someday it will pay off and he will escape. 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