The Middle Passage: A Short Story
My life has never been as good as others but before the Middle Passage, it had at least been civil. I have my wife and my children and together we managed even in times of doubt.
Then came the voyage from my homeland, Africa, across the Atlantic. I was one of over 600 people taken from their work, life and loved ones onto what they called a slaving vessel. This vessel was about 30 metres long and 8 metres wide. I must have been on the vessel for 2 months. During this time, I ate nothing but musty corn mush and I was given very little water. I was considered cargo; human cargo. I, along with nearly 450 other men and boys were "stored" in a different compartment than the woman and children. The men were chained in pairs (wrist to wrist and ankle
Then came the voyage from my homeland, Africa, across the Atlantic. I was one of over 600 people taken from their work, life and loved ones onto what they called a slaving vessel. This vessel was about 30 metres long and 8 metres wide. I must have been on the vessel for 2 months. During this time, I ate nothing but musty corn mush and I was given very little water. I was considered cargo; human cargo. I, along with nearly 450 other men and boys were "stored" in a different compartment than the woman and children. The men were chained in pairs (wrist to wrist and ankle