Olaudah Equiano’s
narrative was profound and moved me in several ways. I have heard many stories
of slave trade and oppression, but I felt that Equiano’s personal account was
rather touching. I enjoy personal narratives because it helps me to see into
what the writer was feeling and how he or she coped with challenging
circumstances. Equiano does a good job at painting a picture for the reader as
he is traded across Africa. He includes vivid details of the types of people he
encountered, the language they spoke, and even the foods he tasted. This kind
of detailed account helped me to put myself in Equiano’s position.
One
of beginning quotes the Equiano describes himself as was astonishing to me. He regarded
himself as “a particular favorite of Heaven.” When I first read this I admired
his humility and also took into account that there were probably many other
people who faced much more oppression than he did. However, after reading much
of his account I weighed much more on admiring his humility. I felt that
Equainao had faced a severe amount of adversity that I would consider life
changing. The events that occurred his early childhood have to have such a huge
impact on how he sees the world today. I think it is amazing that he is able to
have humble outlook on his life now and he is able to acknowledge that he is
the person he is today because of the events of the past.
I
think it is interesting to see how well Equiano dealt with his tragedy throughout
the first part of his imprisonment. Equiano describes how he used to climb into
the trees to look for kidnappers preying on children when their parents were
gone. It seems to me he didn’t see himself ever being in that situation since
he was a frequent watch for these criminals. The irony of his capture is
interesting and his ability to persist mentally throughout the first part of his
capture stuck out as significant to me. Equiano does a good job at adapting to different
people in different villages. I feel it would be difficult to not break down
mentally by always being uprooted and thrown into a new setting almost every
day. However, Equiano does a good job at noting the positives of his journey by
describing the similarity in the customs and languages of the villages to his
own. He also talks about the joy he felt when he was able to see his sister
again. I feel the first part of his journey was bearable because of his ability
to persist and his ability to make the best out of each situation.
I
feel like the real horror of Equiano’s journey was throughout the latter half
of his oppression. Equiano talks about being placed in a family in Timmah with
very similar customs and with a boy about his age and size. This family seemed
to fit well with Equiano and he notes that he could consider forgetting the tragedies
that had been placed on him and move forward. However, just as soon as he gets
comfortable he is uprooted once again and his thought of ever returning home
becomes fleeting. The horror only continues when he a boards the slave ship. I
feel that Equiano had to have had a considerable amount of good fortune to make
it off the boat alive. He describes how horrible the treatment was to the
slaves and how many died. I feel that no matter how much mental vigor one has
in such a situation, he or she cannot control disease, starvation, or other people’s
actions. Equiano was fortunate to be one of few to make it to Barbados alive
and I feel he alludes to this fortune when he comments on being “a particular
favorite of Heaven.” Either way, Equiano’s survival on the ship is nothing
short of remarkable.
The
last thing that I found moving was the cries of the African’s parting at the
end of Chapter two. The African’s attack the “Christian” buyers with questions
pertaining to civility and equality. I found these last words to be powerful
and full of truth. It made me reflect on how far we had come as a society against
racism and discrimination, but at the same time how similar we sometimes still
are to these early people with the words we say and the actions we take.