bioo+of+slavvveee.

My name is Jeremaih Gobinski. When i was born, May 14th, 1831, I was taken away from my mother. I grew up into slavery. I worked on a barn. Since I was taken away from my mother, I never go to see her again. I didn't live with any relatives so everyone was new to me. We weren't treated too poorly by our owners but if we ever did do wrong, I mean really wrong, we'd be sure to get a whipping from a man hired by our owner. On the farm, I was expected to work in the fields and grow food for the family and for sale. I've been working for as long as I can remember. Some days were grueling and I couldn't take in anymore, especially on the hot summer days when the sun shone right overhead. Pure agony. But I did what I was told. Luckily, when I was 30 years old, the slaves were freed from their slave-owners. Thanks to Lincoln, I am now living a fufilling life. Although being a slave wasn't great at times, it was an experience that I will remember forever.