When I recovered a little I found some black people about me…I asked them if we were not to be eaten by those white men with horrible looks, red faces, and loose hair.


Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano (1789) ch. 3


When I recovered a little I found some black people about me…I asked them if we were not to be eaten by those white men with horrible looks, red...

When I recovered a little I found some black people about me…I asked them if we were not to be eaten by those white men with horrible looks, red...

When I recovered a little I found some black people about me…I asked them if we were not to be eaten by those white men with horrible looks, red...

When I recovered a little I found some black people about me…I asked them if we were not to be eaten by those white men with horrible looks, red...