Journal Entries for Being a Slave

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Life As A Slave
Journal Entry One

Dear Journal, This is my first time writing in any kind of journal so I’m kind of new to this. My name is John Bow and I am a slave in a Georgia plantation. So, to start this journal entry out I will start to talk about my day. Today has been such a long day; my master has had me doing so many things today. I’m so tired and I just want to be home with my wife and eat. We don’t get much food and it isn’t that great, but it’s food. My day today consisted of working on the fields and gardens that my master has growing. He wants so many crops growing so he can have some for his family to eat and the rest of it is to sell to make money. I wish I had more time to spend with my wife, our relationship is okay right now but with all this work in the way we don’t see much of each other. My wife’s usual work for the day consist of picking cotton to sew the clothes, and to also be the cook, housemaid, and servant for our master’s family. I usually do the hard labor work on the fields too but today my master didn’t have much for me to do. What I mostly did today was pick the crops, water all the plants and crops growing, soiled them, and made sure that all the crops were still alive. After all my work here, I’ll go home to my wife which had been cooking and cleaning all day and I’ll hopefully eat and sleep. Sometimes my wife and I don’t get much to eat. Sometimes we get breakfast and dinner, or sometimes we’ll just get one meal, or sometimes we don’t even get any food at all. If our master doesn’t give us food then what we eat is usually what we find, and if we don’t find anything then we don’t eat. For slaves on the southern plantation it’s pretty much a never-ending life of work. Well I’m hopefully done working now so I will be going. Goodbye for now!

Journal Entry Two
Dear Journal, it’s another day to write in my journal. I’m kind of liking this whole writing this, it’s like talking to a person that’s just...
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