I was really impressed of Olaudah Equiano's writing "From The Interesting Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano." It was the first slave narrative. Equiano's first attempt was trying to tell the federal government to stop the slave trade. His life supposed to be better; when he was a kid, he trained to be a warrior. He was kidnapped with his sister, and enslaved in Africa. Life was not great for him, he got separated with his sister. He tried to escape, and it became impossible to get home. He had been sold many times. Once, he was bought from a woman, and the treatment there made him forget that he was a slave!
The horrible thing was if the slave resist to eat, then whites would tied them at windlass, and hit the slave. Equiano then sent to the New World, the voyage was horrible; people rather died. He even saw the white men hit their own white to die too. Whites were the savages. Equiano saw different things that he couldn't see in his home like flying fish, vessels, and horses.
Equiano found small comforts along his life, but after the comforts were the hard life waiting for him. If I am Equiano, i can't even bear with the arduous life he has. White and black men suppose to be equal, they are all human beings!