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The slave’s life

This place is scary I don’t know how I’ll live thought this I hear screaming and moaning all fearful noise. Under deck it was all crowded my legs feel numb. All my body was dead I just wanted to die NOW!!!

I’ve been captured died corpses lie around me moaning and appalling noises as I look around I see people dying around me dreadful smell rat feeding of the dead body. The decks were crowded so much, if you moved you be put chains and shackles I wish this journey would get over and done with.

At night time it was a safe time for me. I was in the middle in a huddle of people so they couldn’t get to me. The starker’s would wipe people in the night all I can only think of my family

After getting of the ship I was separated from my family I worked on the Tobacco planation site I wake up at 6am and work to 10pm. My heart melted when my family were sold but luckily I’m being fed.

I’ve been taking hits for the elders and I’m starting to drift off!        

Months after being captured, I found myself on board a slave ship. It wasn’t long before I began to waste away. Darkness surrounded me, so did other children who were in the same pain as me. Was this the normal it is or is it hell?

Daytime fell and the nightmare got worse. It didn’t change for me, it’s always dark. My eyes were stuck open and I felt like crying for my family. What did I do to deserve this? Everyone is screaming their hearts out to get out. I do so miss my family. Why can’t we just go home? We’re all innocent.

The stoop stopped and I was dragged off it onto the quay side. The sun blinded me and I felt I was in a fireplace. The daylight and baby-blue sky made me smile but inside I felt anxious about what would happen to me. What have I done wrong? Looking at my arm, I saw leather-like skin and bone. My eye sight is returning mesmerise all kinds of nature. I see silhouetted monsters and strange things around me, all survived the journey. I hear birds tweeting-like I did in my home land. This nightmare can’t be real.

The Sale!

Pandemonium

Whipped

Chained

Wretch

Chaos

Annoyed

Searing pain

Freedom

Revenge

Unusual

Strange

Bidding

Worried

Cautious

Anxious

Curious

Nerve-wracking

Ravenous

SOLD!!!

I have been on the plantation for as many years as I can remember. Separated from my family make my heart melts. If I could choose any wish it would be to see my mum, dad and sister again. The only safe time in my life is night time. I hate working on tobacco! Then I fell into a deep sleep and dreamt about a story of Kirikou…

About a century ago, an intelligent, African boy called Kirikou was born on the inland of Kenya. Kirikou was brave and strong but there was one thing standing in his way.

The evil sorceress, Karaba, was powerful, beautiful and vain and had a massive hatred of children and other men and women. But there was a reason. She had a poisonous thorn in the centre of her back. When Kirikou stole her golden jewellery, she sent a snake down the hole Kirikou dug to try hunt him out.

The fetishes were here slaves, just like minions. Turned men into red-eyed robots, fetishes never let anyone past. If anyone tried to pass and was caught, they’d be turned into stone or slaves.

Kirikou began his adventure by camouflaging as a bird using leaves. Eventually, when Karaba was looking for him, Kirikou jumped from a tree onto her back and pulled out the thorn from her back. The evil vanished and Karaba became kind to all.

Karaba thanked Kirikou and then they kissed. Suddenly, Kirikou transformed into a happy, young man. Kirikou and Karaba were married and enjoyed many years of each other’s love together.

We must remember, this is the story of Kirikou that is still being told today. It also shows that a little brave boy knows what to do and when to do it to bring peace to his homeland, Kenya. 

Daisy Wilson                                                                                                  

Life as a slave

This place is disgusting. The smell of dead bodies, despair, tears and misery made me want to wretch, but if I do I only I have one hour to clean it up. Why am I here? Shoved into a crammed space with several other people made me feel uncomfortable. Most of them had chains around there: necks, chests, legs and arms, it was horrible! Finally, it was night time. The noise of groaning and moaning made me feel self-conscious. Also the space they gave us between about 7 people is not enough. It was pitch black and I thought that it would be quiet, but it was noisier than day time! People getting whipped and executed made me feel scared because it might happen to me.   Suddenly, we arrived at a mysterious location. I was blinded for a few minutes then I saw zombie like people stood next to me in chains. They all just looked like a bag of bones. It was the first time I saw actual day light since I came on the ship.

The sale!

Signal

Doors open

Rushing

Deafening

Poking

Arguing

Chaos

Money

Bargain hunters

Revenge

Grabbing

Weighed

Branded

Shouting

Numbers

SOLD!!!

 I’ve been at this plantation for over 5 years now separated from my family. Endless work on the sugar fields is killing me. I was whipped and dragged day in and day out. I must admit that it is better on the plantation than it is on the dirty, old ship. It is just quiet on the field except from the captain shouting and the people screaming from have been beaten. When is this torture going to end? It became night time once again and I began to fall asleep then memories of a story called kirikou started to float around my head.   I remember a story that one of my older family members used to tell me and that story was called kirikou the smart but small boy…   There was an evil lady named karaba, she was a wicked sorceress. The only reason why this evil woman is so foul is because many years ago she had a sinful thorn stabbed in her back. The thorn had some kind of poison liquid in it. She turned men into moving objects and they were called fetishes. Karaba hates children, despises women and dislikes men. The fetishes were the men that have been turned into objects; they all are just like minions. They serve karaba whenever she wants them day and night. If the fetishes don’t obey karaba she will kill them.   Kirikou is a small boy who is very clever. He is very fearless and brave. Since he is small he can go anywhere without anyone seeing him, so he crept into karaba’s pyramid and took the jewels that karaba stole. Also karaba was looking for kirikou outside and kirikou was in a tree above her but she doesn’t know, then kirikou dropped down and bit the evil thorn out of karaba’s back. Suddenly the evil sorceress becomes nice and kind.   In the end the small but smart boy becomes tall. So karaba and kirikou get married and becomes a couple. This shows that determination and resilience always win. By Jodie

Slave Life

I can hear screaming and groaning from people dying from hunger it deafens me. Can I make it to where I’m going? This is a living hell why are we here in this stupid ship? Rats nibbling and nearing people next to me the smell of rotten corpses makes me want to die inside.

The dark dull cell was full of noises, people groaning for help or food. After a while it stopped they knew nothing was coming.

On arrival we were pushed onto shore where the sun was like a laser eyes as they stabilise to the light. I was one of those zombies been resurrected from the grave.

Signal

Doors open

Panic

Dragged

Prodded

Herded

Whipped

Bidders

Burned

Chained

Weighed

Distraught

Branded

Put to one side

Sold

Revenge

In the plantation I farm tobacco and I have been for 7 years and we don’t get paid one bit. At least it’s better than the ship we actually get fed and water but it still wasn’t as good as home I hope there all ok in the village. The owner smokes little bits of it but the rest go to the trade. If you disobey the owner you will be hung and left there. I’ve worked so hard this week, as we lay there I hear noises ringing in my head. I can remember the elders telling me stories about an inspiration called kirikou.

Karaba turned men into objects to build her kingdom. She stole the gold jewels and if you didn’t give here every single bit she will burn down your house.  Karaba was aided by fetish like robots. Karaba had a spiky little thorn stuck in her back that’s why she is so evil.

Fetishes are her minions and complete all her needs and commands. There are some that have binoculars and some that have metal grabbers.

Kirikou was a fearless warrior who saved his village on many occasions from the sorceress Karaba; he took the sinful thorn out her back so she becomes peaceful and calm.

In the end they kissed and got married this shows that you can do anything with determination. In this this story it shows allot about mind over matter.

Bailey

What is happening? This must be hell I cant sleep because, I cant breath because of the smell. I don’t think I can make it where am I going. How am I going to survive the temperature is in saner 32 decrees at least. The dead body’s laying in front of me, the deses is spreading every where. What am I doing on this stupid ship.

Finely the night  approached  it was dark and quit the best time to escape. All of the guards would be a sleep they will always leave me alone. Above me the vicious storms rocking the boat endlessly. I could see the stars and shadows of my family.

I arrived at an unknown place. skeleton like body’s in front of me, everyone seemed like to have risen from the grave i saw people running towards us and stated poking. I was scared as hell.

I’ve been at this plantation for 10 years, separated from my family. Endlessly toiling on the cotton fields day after back breaking  day. The only resting time is the magnificent night. It was much better than being on the ship. I work every day 7 days a week. There is only me separated from my family, there was a village that was my home…

    Finally I fell asleep, suddenly a story came to my head that was told by my granddad when I was 3 years old. It was a story about Kirikuo.

 A few years ago my granddad told me a story about good against   evil. There was a boy could Kirikuo that was lost in time. In my homeland, Kirikuo was a small but a brave child.

There was Karaba she was evil and wicked. Karaba is very powerful and hates everything and theirs a risen behind that Karaba has a guard that sits on top of her mansion he can see an ant from the village, Karaba had guards that were robots.

There were fetishes they where karaba’s slaves like minions. Karaba turned men into objec ts they will do everything that Karaba told them  to do. They obey her 

with no questions.

Kirikuo begun his adventure  to make Karaba happy. Kirikuo is a  fearless warriors he saved his village many times but no one cared about it finally he finds a way to make Karaba happy it was to pull a thorn out of her back.

In the end Karaba turns good then she kisses Kirikuo and he turns into a man they where a happy couple and lived happily ever after.                           mantas

As soon as I got kidnapped I have been dumped on this slaverey ship, the smell of death I also feel very uncomfortable because of the owners they have put little small locks and chains on me.  If you were good enough you will be able to be left on your own without any locks or chains on you.

Everybody’s crying and hiding. The ship suddenly stopped, the owners dragged us me out of there ship, when I started to stare I almost forgot everything when I looked all could see was blurry things.n away in the dark and left on your own for days and nights or even maybe for weeks .I wish we didn’t have to do the work for nothing, we get slop as well, however I was trying to sleep but I couldn’t because women were  pregnant and people were getting whipped if they made a noise.

I’ve been at this plantation for man  years

There was a sorceress who was named Karaba who was selfish and all what she wanted was gold, and she had lots of gold hidden away .she stole lots of gods of people and then she would turned men into golden objects .she hated everyone especially herself.

ears now I’ve had coffee for ages know, I’ve been separated from my lovely family every day is the same it feels like endless toil .

Why are they  doing this? I feel -loneliness, I doubt they will start being nice to be again .they is about 10 room nut I have to varnish and clean up stuff  it’s just not fair ,I hate sleeping in a little cramp place it’s like being in a dog kennel it’s that small .in my home land.

I remember a story that was told to me called ‘Kirikuo who was a little and brave boy who battled against the good and the bad.

The problem was the evil sorceress

The fetishes were fearless slaves, they obey crushes of fetishes were silver robot and metal hands

Kirkou goes on his adventure and he uses lots of ways to travel, during that time all the villagers were watching him go on his adventure.

by Naomi

This ship is like hell but worse. In the air there is a  sent of death that is spreading around the vast emptiness. Its like an oven in here because the temperature is so high and the conditions are atrocious . Constantly people moaning and groaning. This is repulsive it’s like a slater house. How do you think I can bear with a scene like this?

The dread of nigh time below the decks is awful. Whines and whimpers every millisecond. The stench is like a skunk. Silence defended me. On this boat days turn into weeks (it feels like months)However night time is the time to be safe-the night stalkers leave me alone.

The ship arrived at an unknown place after many months at sea. Soon we were dragged ashore .Beaming down from the sky was the blinding sunlight that messed with my eyes , all I could see were dancing silhouetted figures in my head. Amazingly my eyesight corrected itself. Stood before me were ‘bags of bones’ that have seen been risen from the death and I was one of them. Weighted down by shackles

signal

Doors open

Panic

White men run

Poked

Whipped

Dragged

Chained

Wretched

Pain

Branded

Weighted

Sold

I’ve been on this plantation for a few years now. Endless grind on Tobacco. Separated from my family at the sale. Its better being on the ship because you wouldn’t be lying on rough wood planks(I should be grateful for myself). The only time when we get rest is at night. Is this right? I don’t know where we are we have been dragged across the world.

It’s been a struggle tonight on the decks constant beating. Slowly floating of to sleep I heard an African chant with my sensitive ears. Suddenly it brung back memories from a story.

A long time ago I remember a African tale being told by a villager elder in my homeland…..

This story is all about a little determinant boy called Kirikou

Karaba is a very powerful, wicked and very beautiful women. She absolutely despises children. All of the problems were caused by her she’s a mean machine if she was really frustrated she would turn you into a random object. The reason why Karaba is evil is because she had a poisonous thorn put into the centre of her back. Her slaves are robots witch are called fetishes. This deranged mad woman caused so much pain.

Karabas slaves are called fetishes’ like minions. Before being robots they were men that had been turned into objects by the sorceresses’ mental deeds. These old fashioned robots completed every single of her needs and wishes.

Kirikou began his journey to overcome evil. The small brave boy used many camouflaged ways to his path to victory. Kirikou is a fearless warrior in fact he’s a superhero for saving everyone. However he finds a way to unveil the sorceress (by pulling out the poisonous thorn in the centre of her back)

In the end Kirikou and the sorceress kiss which causes them to be a couple and Kirikou to be a man. Finally they got married. Resilience can overcome anything.