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Incidents In The Life Of A Slave Girl

Posted Jan 11 2013 12:00am
I finally joined the world of e-readers and bought myself a Kindle at the end of November.

I've always loved reading (although I hadn't been reading as much lately as I used to read years ago). I wasn't sure if I would like an e-reader as much as having an actual book in my hands and turning the pages.

I do have to say its size and weight sure make it convenient and much easier to carry around.

I am now reading my 7th book since I received my Kindle; I think it's safe to say I'm enjoying it just as much as I do books.

I am reading books I most likely wouldn't have heard of before, much less read - thanks to my mother-in-law for letting me know about Pixel of Ink!

Every day an email is sent out with listings for free Kindle books and great deals on Kindle books. I look forward to these daily emails to see what new-to-me books I can download.

The first book I read was

The title alone was enough to catch my interest. It is a real-life account of Harriet Ann Jacobs, who was born in to slavery. The beginning of the book was a little slow and hard to get in to the story. But I am glad I kept reading and finished the book. It was inspiring to read of her perseverance and determination to escape to the free states and her will that her own two children wouldn't have to grow up as she did.

She gives heart-breaking accounts of families torn apart during auctions - parents never seeing their children again - and what female slaves had to endure in sexual advances and abuse from their owners.

It is a fascinating book to read and it contrasted starkly with a scene I witnessed last weekend.

Kayla went to the playground with 6 other kids from our street and one of the kids' older cousins.

There they were walking down the street: the older cousin and 7 kids ... including my Kayla ... the only white child in that group.

It made me smile watching them. I know everything isn't altogether perfect for race-relations; but it made me thankful for being born in, and living in, a time when a scene like that is possible.

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