Hey there! My name's Sam. My family was a group of Slaves during the Triangular Trade. I'm old now and can't remember much, but let me tell you the story i do remember, about the time i saw what the whole deal with the trade was.
My wife, my daughter and i were out on a stroll, when we ran into a group of men. These men told us that we were going to be separated. They were going to send us to different places of work far apart from each other.
I was sent to a colony to work in a shop near the coast of South Carolina and boy was it hard work. When you have nothing to do with mercantilism work can get very difficult sometimes. But working near the coast you get to see the boats coming in for trading purposes.
The trade ships were full of boxes and other misc. items. They unloaded and loaded their ships for hours. By the time they were done and on their way to take more slaves to other parts of the "Middle Passage".
The economy in this new town i was in was terrible. We started getiing less and less trade ships which meant less resources for us to use at work and in sleeping quarters. They took our beds away and gave us nothing but the floor. I had slept on a bed of hay with a blanket that had been torn apart over the years.
Then they set me free and i went to live my life and i was happy. That is my story about the Triangular trade.