Empathy

a) How do you think the boy in the cartoon feels?
--> what emotions? why?
I think the boy in the cartoon feels that he is quite sad because he had been working all day long just to make footballs. He doesn't have any freedom to play, he just keep on making footballs. 

b) What hopes+dreams do you think he has?
I think his dream to play football and to get freedom. He wants to see his friends and have fun with them, but he couldn't

c) What could we do to help?
We could help is giving him some money and maybe parents should do it instead of children. Children have to right to learn and get freedom, not working adult works. We could also stop child labour is donating and support the campaign that stop child labour.

My Slave Diary Entry 5

working in the cotton field

working in the house

Dear Diary,

  OMG!!! Today was a very tiring day. In the early morning about 4 am(are you serious that the sun rises early?!?), my master woke me up and forced to work in the cotton field. Before going in the field, my owner gave me a cold bacon! I can't eat it! I'm a Muslim, but I have no choice. After eating, I straight away go to the field. In the field under the hot blazing sun, I worked and worked and I don't have a break. While working, my neighbor was crying. She told me that his master bit her and used a knife to cut off her ear. It was terrible and I started to worry that my master might do this to me. She also told me that her master will whip her if she didn't work hard enough. Slaves will be branded, stabbed, tarred and feathered(meaning: smeared with tar and then covered with feathers as a punishment), burned, shackled, tortured, maimed, crippled, mutilated and castrated. At 3pm, my master's wife called me in and I started to house work, like mopping the floor. At least this is better than working outside. My owner's wife is kind to me that I could worked while the fan is on. My master is a person who thinks that I'm a dog! That's really mean, I have feelings just like the White people. My master went to work until the evening. 

  When my master came back from work, he chased me out of the house and forced to work in the coffee field. I have to worked on 2 fields each day: the coffee field and the cotton field. After 6 hours working in the field, my master allowed me to continue working in the house. I washed the dishes, mopped the floor and cleaning the room. At 12am, my master sent me to bed. It was really a hard work. Now, I need to sleep. Tomorrow is another hard day.

    

My Slave Diary Entry 4

Dear Diary,

auction

auction

   








It was a long trip, from Africa all the way to America. It was very smelly, sweat and urgh…it just stinks! Lots of us died on the way. Most of us got punished when we talk or sing! We love singing when we worked, but the White people wouldn’t allow. :@.After that long trip, we have arrived America. What a big country it is. I always want to travel America, a great thing to experience. But, here I am a slave. Those white people brought us to a room where we’re going to be coated with oil, to make us look shiny and healthy, so that the White people won’t see any scars or white patches. It hurts a lot. Then, we were thrown into a big cage and I realised it was in an auction. It was full of White and White people! They were going to sell us! I don’t want to leave my friends. :( That’s not fair! After a while, I was sold to a woman. So, I was in a carriage, but it was not sitting in a carriage. It was standing in the back of the carriage. The White people were being mean to us! I wished I could run away, but I can't. As being slaves, we have a law. This law is very serious one. It includes the rule when we're trying to run away, we will be branded with a iron. I wish my owners are nice to me. I'm going to have a busy day tomorrow, from early morning to take care of the cotton field and worked as a maid in the afternoon. So, I better get some sleep.

 

 

My Slave Diary Entry 3

in the boat-the white people are being mean to us

Dear Diary,

   I was right. My sister and I were separated. I was chained up, from head to toe. I was with some of friends, but most of them were males. It was smelly, and disgusting (urgh!). After a while, I was unchained, but my friends and I have to break our thumbs. I was really scared but that’s was they wanted to do. We screamed but failed again. Luckily, I don’t have to break my thumbs, but going to send the captain. I am going to be sent to the captain after dinner. Meanwhile, the males have to exercise, but the workers on the ship threw water at them. They threw water at the scars. It hurts because they’ve been hit a lot.  Some of them cried and some screamed.

  Below the deck, the stench is making me sick that I wanted to die. Some of them died and they were thrown into the sea full with sharks. At dinner, it was terrible. The food was just white stickiness, look like sticky rice. It tastes terrible. After dinner, that stupid first mate just unchained me and pulled me to the Captain’s room. The Captain was furious that the first mate brought me here. After that, he left the room so in the room only the Captain and me. He asked me questions but I am not dared to answer them. He seemed to look nice, unlike the First Mate. I was scared that I couldn’t even speak. After that, the Captain called the first mate to bring me back to the deck.Urgh…Everything in the boat is terrible!! :@

My Slave Diary Entry 2

Dear Diary,

   Today was creepy. My sister and I left to mind the house. Suddenly, two men and a woman came up from nowhere, trying to capture us. We ran and ran, even though we were so tired. We ran until we came into a land where nobody was there, but surrounded by those people that were chasing us.

   We tried to scream for help, but we failed. Those people whipped us and we both felt back. Quickly, they stuffed both of us into a sack each. We were far away apart and I bet that our parents are going to so worried that we’re missing. I was really scared. I have no way but following the road that I am going-to be captured.

Aduor

My Slave Diary Entry 1

peaceful life in Africa

Dear Diary,

    Today was great! Life is peaceful and just…great! Even though our family is poor, we still in a community and help each other. My daily life was just taking care of the animals, especially the goats. That’s how we get our food from-hunting, fishing. We can’t plant vegetables and fruits because of the weather. The weather in Ghana is in December to February is the dry season. The temperature is day temperature is 27-36^oC and in night temperature is 18-26^oC. The hottest dry season is in July and August. The rainy season is from April to June, which shows that this weather is not good for planting plants. We don’t wear clothes like in other countries. We just wear a long piece of calico, wrapped around our body.

     I am really happy that I got a life being simple, even though we are poor.

     Today, my parents sent my sister and me to a teacher that I have to dance for the boys who are becoming men. I think that I have to propose for them for marriage. Oh well, I have not idea but it’s fun.

 

     After practising our dance moves, we went to a land and perform in front the men. After that, my parents show my sister and me to a house that they created for us. I was really happy.

Aduor