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Slavery life

Opening my eyes to the sight of hundreds of stinking bodies crammed closely together.  I was unable to move my limbs felt heavy and ached after being rapidly wiped every day. I just want to die!

The nigh time was the only time that I felt safe even though through total darkness fall over the ship like a blanket. I heard the waves splashing against the deck and tasted the salt of the breeze on my face. The air was filled with the constant sounds of moans and groan.

When we arrived I couldn’t see anything I’d been inside for so long, I was toally blinded by the brilliant sunshine on deck. Everyone appeared like zombies and skeletons rising form the dead in chains.

Doors opening

Approached

Whipped

Poked

Teased

Screamed at

Pandemonium

Distraught

Agitated

Weighed

Sold

Branded

I have been living on this plantation for over 5 years now and it’s driving me mad!

Each day is the same harvesting sugar cane… I have to sleep in a smelly cramp dogs kennel outside. As soon as the sun rise. Iam tired and aching not knowing if I will be able to last another day. The beatings are constant don’t like harvesting.

Many years ago in my old homeland I can remember a story about a little boy called Kirikou was small and incredibly brave.

Karaba was an evil and powerful sorceress who hated men and women and often hurt the villager by stealing their gold and causing drought. If they didn’t do as she ordered. She sent her robotic shapoes called fetished to burn down their huts. All the villages suffered. Fetishes are fearless robots who obey her without questioning.

Kirikou began his adventure to overcome evil magic . He found a determined way to stop Karaba and disguised as a bird he pulls a poisonous thorn form her back.

In the end Kirikou kisses Karaba and both turn into  a couple  who marry and live happily ever after. This shows that determination and resilience can overcome anything

This place is horrible it must be hell. You have been pulled from your family they might have been killed right in front of you, they torture you and put chains around your necks and arms and legs the smell is horrible we had no water or food

Everybody was crying and screaming they had saw legs and all over his body we get slop for food the sellers get good meals and drinks we all want revenge on all of them they are really cruel they get good food why not us.

People look like skeletons you could see all the ribs they had no water the sun blinded me the sun was so hot I was crowed they look like zombies they was no room at all. I want revenge on them all they are awful to all of us.

Dragged

Fighting

Worried

Moaning

Bad

People

Sad

Hungry

Angry

Crying

Revenge

I’ve had been here for over five years. You been battered day after day if you do something bad you will get separated from your family they sold the children you get a bit of food and water endless toil it is very lonely you have no family

At night you can take a brake you work so hard you don’t give up at all you keep trying. I must be dreaming because I’m starting to remember a story called kirikou

A long time ago they were a story called kirikou and they was an evil sorceress she didn’t like children and despised men she stole gold from people.

The problem was Krabara she hated every one despised men and women and hated children she is really powerful she could get anything she wanted she’s got a thorn in her back she turned men in to objects and she stole gold from people she is greedy and mean to everybody she had slaves

Kirikou overcame evil and pulls out the thorn from her back and saves the village and becomes a man and Marys the sorceress

By Jordan

I could taste the blood from the wounded slaves, there were mountains of corpses scattered over this ship. I won’t make it through my life like this. There has to be a mutiny, as people are becoming lunch for sharks.

I’ve been on this ship night and day, I never got any sleep with everyone groaning and screaming people have parasites and disease I miss my family wherever there are.  

I woke up and I started to get whipped then I saw something that could have given me a heart attack. Everyone were like zombies! And I was one of the flesh eating monsters, but I realized that we haven’t eaten in days or maybe weeks even months.

Doors open

Panic

Signal

Beaten

Broken

Imprisoned

Wretched

Bidders

Vengeance

I have been in this plantation for half a decade five years of injury and punishment. Separated from my family I’ve seen people being hanged and crows picking eye balls from the corpses. But this is better than the ship except the execution I am so tired I never did so much work in my entire life also the corpses I would rather die than see the owners shout at us. 

With all the work I fell asleep and I heard my parents telling me the story of Kirikou.

This story was told for generations and it was a good vs evil battle and it started in my home land  

He was a small, heroic African boy whose determination saved the day. He used cunning and disguise to keep himself alive

The evil master in the story was a sorceress called Karaba, she wanted to make every one suffer she turns men into objects and making people think she ate the men and the reason why is because there’s something in her back that made her evil.  

The slaves who served the sorceress where called fetishes there just like minions they do what karaba commands.  

When kirikou began his adventure he overcomed the evil sorceress and began to save the village from the fetishes and the sorceress he killed a giant monster that was drinking the water although he almost drowned. He dug underground to see his grandfather

Eventually he turned the sorceress good, she kissed him in the lips and he turned into a man and they became a happy couple.

This tale has a moral don’t let evil people get in your way, if they do don’t ever give up to defeat them.

Max

Life as a slave

Slavery life

Opening my eyes to the sight of hundreds of stinking bodies crammed closely together.  I was unable to move my limbs felt heavy and ached after being rapidly wiped every day. I just want to die!

The nigh time was the only time that I felt safe even though through total darkness fall over the ship like a blanket. I heard the waves splashing against the deck and tasted the salt of the breeze on my face. The air was filled with the constant sounds of moans and groan.

When we arrived I couldn’t see anything I’d been inside for so long, I was toally blinded by the brilliant sunshine on deck. Everyone appeared like zombies and skeletons rising form the dead in chains.

Doors opening

Approached

Whipped

Poked

Teased

Screamed at

Pandemonium

Distraught

Agitated

Weighed

Sold

Branded

I have been living on this plantation for over 5 years now and it’s driving me mad!

Each day is the same harvesting sugar cane… I have to sleep in a smelly cramp dogs kennel outside. As soon as the sun rise. Iam tired and aching not knowing if I will be able to last another day. The beatings are constant don’t like harvesting.

Many years ago in my old homeland I can remember a story about a little boy called Kirikou was small and incredibly brave.

Karaba was an evil and powerful sorceress who hated men and women and often hurt the villager by stealing their gold and causing drought. If they didn’t do as she ordered. She sent her robotic shapes called fetishes to burn down their huts. All the villages suffered. Fetishes are fearless robots who obey her without questioning.

Kirikou began his adventure to overcome evil magic . He found a determined way to stop Karaba and disguised as a bird he pulls a poisonous thorn form her back.

In the end Kirikou kisses Karaba and both turn into  a couple  who marry and live happily ever after. This shows that determination and resilience can overcome anything

A slave’s life

Why am I on this terrible ship? The sight is unbelievable, strange people moaning and groaning all around me. The smell has become unbearable, dead bodies’ rotting everywhere. The heat has become so intolerable; someone take me away from this place! It’s so uncomfortable down here, I feel as if I’m suffocating. It’s so cramped in this room. How will I go on…..?

The night times are lonely but peaceful. All the horrid people will be fast asleep through the dreamless night. However the night stalkers poked and prodded every one every hour although for some reason they left me. Whimpers and screams  often echoed from room to room. How long had I been on this ship? Someone, help.

When the ship finally docked in an unknown place, we stood up for the first time in months. Everyone looked like walking corpses rising from the graves, even the little ones with leather like skin we were so emaciated. The sunlight blinded me. My eyes took a while to adjust in the day

light. Carefully but cautiously, we staggered onto solid ground one by one while our chains rattle. My sight started returning I can see silhouetted figures, bags of bones red infected eyes how awful.

The sale

Doors open

Approach daylight

Panic

White men running

Signal

Whipped

Newly chained

Dragged

Weighed

Revenge

Whining

Branded

Pain

Shouting

Distraught

Pushing

        SOLD…….

I have been at the plantation as a slave for 4 years now separated from my family at the slave sale. Endless toil at the sugar cane fields. It’s better than being on the ship so I suppose I should be grateful, I don’t like it here and I want to go home. The only time I get to rest is at night when its bed time, even then we have to get up early. Why are they torturing us? Well at least there’s three other slaves here.

There have been many beatings, often for the wrong reasons. I start to drift into a long and lonely sleep,  I start to hear African drums banging In my head. Now I remember my mother telling me a story in the village, yes I remember the story of Kiraku a story of inspiration…

Karaba is an evil sorcerous. The reason is she has got a thorn stuck in the centre of her back this turned Karaba evil. She despises women, hates men and dislikes children. karaba Is a beautiful woman even though she’s very evil. She turns men into objects and robot slaves. Karaba always stands straight not showing her back (because of the thorn). This causes her inconsiderable pain.

Karabas slaves were called fetishes. Men turned into robots. They were fearless slaves like loyal dogs. They obeyed without questioning her. The fetishes guarded her day and night.

Kiraku brought himself into the world. He began his adventure when he found out about the evil sorcerous karaba. kiraku wanted to pull the poisoned thorn out of karabas back. After that he asked the nice karaba to kiss him and he turned into a grown up. He told the village about what happened but they didn’t believe him. All the fetishes turned into men again.

Karaba and kiraku eventually got married and lived happily ever after. This story shows determination and courage therefor you must rise against evil.

Katie Harrison

I lay motionless feeling wretched and weak because we hadn’t been given any food yet we were crammed in below deck like bodies in coffins. The heat was unbearable the stench was horrible, blood and mucus filled the air.

The night came as it always did; it was the only time I looked forward to so I could escape to my dreams. Every   night was filled with moans and groans. The rocking of the ship sent me to sleep.

On arrival after weeks and months at sea . I could not see because of the beaming bight sun blinding me. Suddenly I got choked in to a smelly rotten discoing room.

The sale

Doors opening

Terrified

Whipped

Panic

Herded

Dragged

Chained

Bidders

Shouting

Branded

Weighed

SOLD

I have been on this sugar plantation for years now. The days seem endless   and I miss my family every day.

Along time ago I remember sitting around the tried tree with all the elders telling tales, the tale I enjoy the most was a tale called karaoke.

Kaaba was an evil woman who wanted to Couse as much suffering to the villagers as possible. She hated the men and the women, children and a man .she took away water supply and turned the men into solve and stole the women’s gold.

Karabas slaves were men turned into fetishes, They didn’t ever she said no matter what .they just like robots, one of the fetishes watched everything from the top of the mountain.

Kirikuo is like a super hero karakul kissed she and he turned into a man karaba and karakul got married in the end.

by Melissa

Is this Life!

I can smell the old grim food that the captain has  eaten and thrown at us whilst horrifying dead bodies are left to rot around us or thrown to the sharks. Seagulls screeching for help, people shouting and dragging people into shackles. Just seeing people  being thrown into the small room they haven’t done anything wrong. Blistering heat suffocating, people passing out and never waking up, I was terrified in case that happened to me. Thrown into a room with hundreds of people, I’m scared. What’s going to happen to me? What about my family?

Finally it was night, when I was deafened with silence. All that you could hear was the sea whooshing and the salty breeze coming through the gaps on the ship. Nights stalkers  all ways left me alone but still took the people close by me to be whipped. Women screaming in agony because they’re giving birth . I try to sleep

So we arrived at our destination everybody started to try escape. When the captain came in and he unlocked us into heaver chains, one by one people get whipped out of the ship. Why can’t I go back home?

I’ve been at this plantation for over six years .Its  sale time when I was separated from my sisters. I had to work on the house work. Every time I moved anything the owner whipped . But  its better than been on the ship because she feeds me . Every day I wake up at six am to the cockerels early nose alarm. Why is it ok for them to do it to us but were not allowed to do it to them .this house is ginormous and I only have eighteen hours there are about ten rooms and I have to do speck by speck of dust it’s not fair.

After a day of been pushed  and  whipped  just lying in my bed. I suddenly hear whispering going into chanting an African story when I remembered my grandmother  use to sing it to me every night (called the story of kirikou and here’s what it’s about).

 A couple of centuries ago there was a child who was born called kirikou that always wanted to get the good out of people. Always saw things coming  and was happening . Kirikou was a: fast, brave, intelligent and an adventures . Anything  or anyone who  came to fight karaba  she would turn them to objects.

Fetishes are karabas slaves they were robots like minions. Men turned from human beans to objects that stood before her .But the wrest obeyed her  with no questions. Karaba didn’t care about no one else but her self . she was evil because of the posioness thorn in her back.

Since kirikou  pulled the thorn out. He made karaba kiss him when  he suddenly grew into an intelligent and brave young man. when he  brought her home every one from the village wanted to kill karaba . But kirikou  them and said I’m kirikou  and they didn’t belive  him until he shoulded his mum and she told the villages that’s my boy.

They both married and the villages never looked at karaba in an evil way again she was part of their family and they all lived happily with in the African village.    

Courtney Hepworth