 A
wealthy Virginia plantation master owns you. You have just reached
your twenty-first birthday. Your mother is a house slave on
the same plantation. Your father is the plantation master. You
are a mulatto--part African and part English--but the law says
that because your mother is a slave, you are a slave. Everyone
on the plantation knows that you are the master's daughter,
but no one speaks of it. Certainly, your father never speaks
of it. He does not treat you differently than the other slaves
on the property. |
