num_pages: 202
description: Day or two laterFreedom is one of the first words I teached myself to write. Down in the Quarters people pray for freedom - they sing 'bout freedom but to keep Mas' Henley from knowin' their true feelings they call freedom heaven. Everybody's mind is on freedom.But it is a word that aine never showed me no picture. While fannin' this afternoon my eyes fell on freedom in a book William was readin'. No wonder I don't see nothin'. I been spellin' it F-R-E-D-U-M.I put the right letters in my head to make sure I remembered their place. F-R-E-E-D-O-M. I just now wrote it. Still no picture...
language: English
title: A Picture of Freedom: The Diary of Clotee, a Slave Girl, Belmont Plantation, Virginia 1859
publisher: Scholastic Inc.