The Narrative of Frederick Douglass is a living document depicting mans God-given right– freedom. Stripped of dignity, starved almost to death, hung from trees like fruit at the wake of spring is a constant reminder of the inhumane treatment our ancestors endured. America has to be held accountable for enslavement of the American Negro; it is forgivable but never forgotten.
As a teacher, it is certainly my duty to inform my students of the sacrifices made for their freedom. But why aren’t we teaching them the truth about American history? Why are we tainting the truth with water-downed text-books that fail the tell the story of how far we have come as a nation. Do we only hear the ringing of a cash register? Frederick Douglass fought his slave-master for two hours to halt being killed my the hands of slavery. Although he still remained a slave, his thirst for freedom enabled him to change the minds of men holding his people in bondage. Frederick Douglass to me is like the Moses, “Let My People Go.”
After six months of backbreaking labor and the lash, Douglass determined not to submit to the next beating. He defended himself in a two-hour, hand-to-hand fight which the Negro-breaker was unable to win. Douglass was never whipped again. Writing about this incident in his autobiography, Douglass said “ I had reach the point at which I was not afraid to die. This spirit made me a freeman in fact, though I still remained a slave in form.
The native indian chose the extended route: “I rather die than let men take what God has given us.” Have you seen a full-blooded indian lately? You may have came across one at a Casino Resort. But here’s the question, How can they be called the American Indain when they were already in their homeland?