While we rode in the box with wheels. We bumped up and down a dirt path that split two white field down the middle. The white field seem to run for miles until it met it's end at a dense wall of trees and bushes.When we finally stops we were pulled out of the car wheels. We are all placed into a line in front of a large house and a pale woman and man came out slowly staring at us. The man stared at us a if we were a disgusting animal who has rolled in mud. The the pale man raised his hand and shouted " Take them to be cleaned" Then walked up the stairs that he came from, but the woman remained and stared at us and by the look in her eyes I knew that worst was yet to come.
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Queen of Cotton
أدب تاريخيThis is story of a queen from the south part of Africa. That is taken from her home.This her story of her journey to freedom and to love.
