Harriet Tubman Blog 3

      What I learned from the book “Harriet Tubman” is that it wasn’t wasn’t for black people in the south including harriet tubman, she had to work hard and along with her family she had to sometimes stand u for them for something they didn’t do wrong. It was extraordinary to read of all things she had to go through and how she had to struggle with it.But when I keep reading the book I loved that she escape running away from her masters so she didn’t have to be a slave again, that was exciting to read that part of the story for a moment it felt like I was running with her side by side as she had to hide along the way to go all the way to the north to get out of the south. Harriet Tubman to mee is a amazing black woman because of what she did to be free in the world but in her eyes she didn’t want to be free all alone so of course she went back for each member of her family that way they can all be together.

Sometimes, I like thinking of myself as harriet tubman but of course I’m not a slave and I don’t live in the south but in my head I think me and her are close friends in real life if she was still alive today and going on until one of us dies. As a young black woman I want to learn from Harriet Tubman so she can teach me how to make it through life and show me the ways to make it easier, so that way I can be just like her in my own little world and wouldn’t have to deal with people who are cruel  because that is what harriet tubman had to go through cruel masters who whipped her and her family. She couldn’t do anything to fight back all she could do is either cry or go back to work.

Harriet Tubman is a great figure in my life because she shows me through her eyes that everything will be okay in your life all you have to do it is just keep moving forward in life and don’t look back at the negative things, you have to look at look the positive things oon your life to make yourself.

Harriet Tubman blog 2

      Harriet Tubman is almost like my everyday life because it shows me that Harriet had struggles with her life she had to go through, so it’s sounds just like my life because there are somethings that I have to go through at home and school because I have to do things like chores and other things. I think me and Harriet are the same not because of our skin color but what’s under the color that makes us the same.  Also, I think that’s blood going down the generation of other black women before me and her combined.

In my own eyes Harriet Tubman is like a sister to me even if we’re not in the same timeline. I feel like she is with me teaching me everyday on how to get through the tough times in my life and how to deal with them no matter how hard the challenge gets in my life. Harriet Tubman teaches me to just look over it and not to worry about what is in the future but to worry about the present.

So, in conclusion Harriet Tubman is a big part of my family just like my mom because they both teach that I should keep moving on and not to give up on what is right in my own eyes.  Also, I should always keep fighting until I win the battle. In the end, even if I didn’t win for real at least I can tell myself that I won deep in my heart and no one else can tell otherwise because it’s my life no one else.  

The Life of Harriet Tubman

Hi my name is Harriet Tubman , a black woman and I am a slave in the state of Maryland. I was born there and was raised there with my grandparents and the rest of my family, I have different masters' to obey in order not to get whipped by them on my back . Sometimes, I want to fight back know that my grandfather wouldn't like that so I don't fight back with my master.

One day, I fought back with one of the masters' but instead of myself getting whipped my grandfather was near by and took the whip himself , of course late that day him and I had a talk about what happened , we argued back and froth about it until he told me to forget it about and told me to go to bed so I did , but couldn't stop thinking about what would happened if my grandfather wasn't there to help me. Would I get whipped or would I grab the whip and whipped my master back , until the next day I found out that I was going be sold to a different master and I didn't want that to happen . 

So , in the middle of the night I packed my things and left without anyone hearing me and made my way to the under ground rail road to escape and I did it without being caught by anyone . As I was walking from a distance I could hear dogs with men yelling as well so I started to run and as I ran  a woman hide me in her house under the floor but as they search everywhere but couldn't find me so they left . The woman so let me out , so I could continue my journey to the north and out of the south . But along the way people helped me not get caught and sent back to my masters' until I did , I finished my journey that I thought I couldn't make .

Of course , I thought it wasn't right that I left my family be hide so late at night I went back for each and everyone of my family bring them with me to the north where we all lived together along with my child and they'er children as well. That was my life as a black slave and my life on how I escaped along with saving my family in process.