Jamaica Gleaner

The transatlan­tic trade in Africans: The Middle Passage

Part 2

- DEBBION HYMAN Contributo­r Debbion Hyman is an independen­t contributo­r. Send questions and comments to kerry-ann.hepburn@gleanerjm.com

OBJECTIVES:

AT THE end of the lesson, you should be able to: 1. Evaluate the role of African rulers in the transatlan­tic slave trade. 2. Describe the experience­s of the African captives during the middle passage journey. 3. Outline five reasons why there was a high mortality rate for African captives during the Middle Passage journey. 4. Empathise with the plight of the African captives as they journeyed through the Middle Passage.

The focus of this week’s lesson is on the experience of African captives as they journeyed through the Middle Passage. This week’s lesson incorporat­es extracts from the text Olaudah Equiano- The Interestin­g Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano, or Gustavus Vassa, The African.

EXTRACT OLAUDAH EQUIANO

While we stayed on the coast I was mostly on deck; and one day, to my great astonishme­nt, I saw one of these vessels coming in with the sails up. As soon as the whites saw it, they gave a great shout, at which we were amazed; and the more so, as the vessel appeared larger by approachin­g nearer. At last, she came to an anchor in my sight, and when the anchor was let go, I and my countrymen who saw it, were lost in astonishme­nt to observe the vessel stop — and were now convinced it was done by magic. Soon after this the other ship got her boats out, and they came on board of us, and the people of both ships seemed very glad to see each other. Several of the strangers also shook hands with us black people, and made motions with their hands, signifying I suppose, we were to go to their country, but we did not understand them.

At last, when the ship we were in, had got in all her cargo, they made ready with many fearful noises, and we were all put under deck, so that we could not see how they managed the vessel. But this disappoint­ment was the least of my sorrow. The stench of the hold while we were on the coast was so intolerabl­y loathsome, that it was dangerous to remain there for any time, and some of us had been permitted to stay on the deck for the fresh air; but now that the whole ship’s cargo were confined together, it became absolutely pestilenti­al. The closeness of the place, and the heat of the climate, added to the number in the ship, which was so crowded that each had scarcely room to turn himself, almost suffocated us. This produced copious perspirati­ons, so that the air soon became unfit for respiratio­n, from a variety of loathsome smells, and brought on a sickness among the slaves, of which many died — thus falling victims to the improviden­t avarice, as I may call it, of their purchasers.

One day, when we had a smooth sea and moderate wind, two of my wearied countrymen who were chained together (I was near them at the time), preferring death to such a fife of misery, somehow made through the nettings and jumped into the sea; immediatel­y, another quite dejected fellow, who, on account of his illness, was suffered to be out of irons, also followed their example; and I believe many more would very soon have done the same, if they had not been prevented by the ship’s crew, who were instantly alarmed.

At last we came in sight of the island of Barbados, at which the whites on board gave a great shout, and made many signs of joy to us. We did not know what to think of this; but as the vessel drew nearer, we plainly saw the harbor, and other ships of different kinds and sizes, and we soon anchored amongst them, off Bridgetown. Many merchants and planters now came on board, though it was in the evening. They put us in separate parcels, and examined us attentivel­y. They also made us jump, and pointed to the land, signifying we were to go there. We thought by this, we should be eaten by these ugly men, as they appeared to us; and, when soon after we were all put down under the deck again, there was much dread and trembling among us, and nothing but bitter cries to be heard all the night from these apprehensi­ons, insomuch, that at last the white people got some old slaves from the land to pacify us. They told us we were not to be eaten, but to work, and were soon to go on land, where we should see many of our country people. This report eased us much. And sure enough, soon after we were landed, there came to us Africans of all languages.

We were not many days in the merchant’s custody, before we were sold after their usual manner, which is this: On a signal given (as the beat of a drum), the buyers rush at once into the yard where the slaves are confined, and make choice of that parcel they like best. The noise and clamor with which this is attended, and the eagerness visible in the countenanc­es of the buyers, serve not a little to increase the apprehensi­on of terrified Africans, who may well be supposed to consider them as the ministers of that destructio­n to which they think themselves devoted. In this manner, without scruple, are relations and friends separated, most of them never to see each other again.

NARRATIVE WRITING

Direction: Complete the activity below. 1. Imagine you are a newly arrived African slave on a Jamaican plantation in the mid1700s. Using historical imaginatio­n, write a journal entry in which you describe the conditions aboard the slavers and how it accounted for a highly mortality rate during the middle passage journey. Total 15 marks

SOURCE

1. The Interestin­g Narrative of the Life of Olaudah Equiano, or Gustavus Vassa, The African, Equino, Olaudah.

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