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Essay On Slavery Experience

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My voyage was five days away and hidden from everyone, from neighbors, friends, friends of friends and of course family members. My parents told me to keep it as a secret, mostly because it’s a thing that most African parents says , but also to avoid confrontations from other members of the family who do not want anyone exceed them. Therefore, here I was creating an ultimatum to myself for the most anxious day of my life with only my conscience as company.
On Tuesday, my mother’s brother arrived at home socking in tears, he grabbed my clothes and told me how hurt he felt when he heard the news, my mother told everybody to keep their mouth shut and not telling anyone about the voyage, but I’m guessing she was the only able to do so.My mother is the description of the typical African mother , “You are going to join your siblings in U.S”, she said. That is all it takes for an African parent to abuse his power on his child, no discussions, no arguments, no complains, only one voice had to be heard and I knew it was not mine. It took me a moment realizing what I just heard as I was bringing back my soul in my body. I closed my eyes and counted, one, two, …show more content…

The brightness of the light bulb turned my view red, I opened my eyes slowly, too heavy to move my body and all that could come out of my mouth was “hum-hum” .I feel like I was questioned by the bad and the good cops like in many police movies. I woke up in the morning and all I had in mind was an escape plan, leaving the house maybe, hiding from them for at least a week why not! The truth was that I knew nothing about running away and even if I could, where would I go, everybody knew me in my neighborhood, it would have not taken a minute before someone betrays my plan. I was stock in the reality in which my personal opinion was not powerful enough to represent myself against my parents

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