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Excerpt: "While I was on board this ship, my captain and master named me Gustavus Vassa. I at that time began to understand him a little, and refused to be called so, and told him as well as I could that I would be called Jacob; but he said I should not, and still called me Gustavus: and when I refused to answer to my new name, which I at first did, it gained me many a cuff; so at length I submitted, and by which I have been known ever since." (61)
Reflection: I found this narrative particularly interesting because even though it tells the story of how the African people were mistreated it manages to maintain a unbiased attitude and almost 3rd person perspective in order to shed true light upon the situation. I also felt aghast at the actual situation in terms of raw emotion.
Journal: Today I have read Equiano's story. I must confess before now i thought of slaves to be an inferior kind and enslaving them to be the only proper way to get them to work. However after reading this i am indeed convinced that free men might be harder workers and better suited for the job. Also I think that some of the conditions describes are even to cruel for people such as them.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
The slave narrative
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Jonathan Edwards
Your wickedness makes you as it were heavy as lead, and to tend downwards with great weight and pressure towards hell; and if God should let you go, you would immediately sink and swiftly descend and plunge into the bottomless gulf, and your healthy constitution, and your own care and prudence, and best contrivance, and all your righteousness, would have no more influence to uphold you and keep you out of hell, than a spider's web would have to stop a falling rock. Were it not for the sovereign pleasure of God, the earth would not bear you one moment; for you are a burden to it; the creation groans with you; the creature is made subject to the bondage of your corruption, not willingly; the sun does not willingly shine upon you to give you light to serve sin and Satan; the earth does not willingly yield her increase to satisfy your lusts; nor is it willingly a stage for your wickedness to be acted upon; the air does not willingly serve you for breath to maintain the flame of life in your vitals, while you spend your life in the service of God's enemies
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Edward Taylor
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Then cloath therewith mine Understanding, Will, Affections, Judgment, Conscience, Memory; My Words and Actions, that their shine may fill My wayes with glory and thee glorify. Then mine apparell shall display before yee That I am Cloathd in Holy robes for glory.
Reflection:
In this poem the author uses a meaningfukl analogy that his life is a spinning wheel and he asks god to take control of his life and weave him into something. After that he asks for color to be added which I interpreted to mean that he wanted the lords craft to be easily and publicly displayed. After that talks about how was made for gods glory. I thought that his analogy was able to describe his transformation very well, with the loom at first representing him and then that being used as a means to create his new self, the robes which were then colored to show gods work and then dislpayed to show gods glory.
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Indian Selection
Posted by George_Hausmann at 11:06 AM 2 comments
Of plymoulth Plantation
Thus it pleased God to vanquish their enemies and give them deliverance; and by His special providence so to dispose that not any one of them were either hurt or hit, though their arrows came close by them and on every side [of] them; and sundry of their coats, which hung up in the barricade, were shot through and through. Afterwards they gave God solemn thanks and praise for their deliverance, and gathered up a bundle of their arrows and sent them into England afterward by the master of the ship, and called that place the First Encounter.
Reflection:
This story had a great impact on me. I was immediately immersed due to the fact that some people would just get in a flimsy wooden boat and sail 3000 miles across a stormy ocean to an unknown land just to escape religious persecution. I found it fascinating how even back then a few men were able to accomplish such a daring thing. Once they reached land, however I was struck with how methodical they were in establishing a base. Also when they encountered Indians they immediately slew them with no attempt whatsoever to make peace. How when I continued reading I was informed that they took pleasure in this and believed that god wished them to do this. I found it somewhat ironic that in an attempt to escape religious persecution they sailed 3000 miles only to kill Indians, believing that god wanted them to do that.
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