There once was a slave named Frederick Douglass. He was born in Maryland, but grew up on several different plantations, with several different owners. He never knew his father, and hardly saw his mother. When he did, she walked several miles at night to see him. One day, when he was a young man, he was sent to a new master named Covey.
Frederick’s new owner, Covey, works all the slaves very hard, and in all types of weather. Hot or cold, rain or snow, the slaves were out there working. One burning hot summer day, Frederick was out in the fields, working very hard. Douglass began to feel very sick and dizzy from the sun, and fell down. To get out of the sun, which felt like a pit of fire, he crawled next to a fence, in the shade. He lay there, trying to regain his strength, but he was simply exhausted! Since he couldn't get back to work, he rested in the shade, praying Covey wouldn’t find him.
As he expected, Covey soon came looking for Frederick. He stormed over to the spot Douglass was working and asked a slave named Bill, “Where is Douglass?” Bill told him, “Frederick is sick, sir.” Bill pointed to the fence where Frederick was laying down. Covey walked over to poor Douglass and asked, “What's wrong?” He replied as best he could, “I fell ill from the heat.” “Get up”, Covey demanded. Frederick used the fence to pull himself up, but fell back down. “GET UP!”, yelled Covey, but Douglass still couldn't! Eventually, Covey gave up and Frederick was left to his fate.