shame, so sad. I almost think of prison when you describe the way the houses were built without nails, and the way the houses were laid out.
Thanks for this insightful post. It's important to see where we have been, to know where we are going
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These plantations were a prison to them. Most of the children never set foot further than a few hundred yards away from these homes that they lived in on the plantation. That is all that they knew.